The mellow autumn gave me the task,
Presented paints and asked me: «Draw!»
I to gloomy people shall draw masks
And about the sad sky I know.
With autumn we shall draw joy together,
Let people look and start to fly!
With a magic brush I shall disperse bad weather
I wish everyone could see the sky.
But people unmasked themselves
Also have washed off paints from all Earth,
Burning magic brush I couldn’t save.
So they made my world worth.
And with silently leaves fell down
And gently tears knocked on a window.
If autumn and I only knew, how
Without paints in the world it was sorrow!
Magic paints
© Copyright: Самарская Евгения, 2007
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