Autumn has a doleful ending,
She will drop a final leaf.
Nature’s fate is always pending,
She will stay in silent grief.
Birds will find another swelter,
Winter’ll start to raise Her realm,
Ground’ white carpet is a shelter,
She will plunge into a dream.
You will cross the empty roads,
You will feel a dreary pain,
Soul will ache in different nodes
With no reasons to refrain.
You’ll be kissed by frantic snow,
Flora’ll have a round dance,
Painters’ll have a lot to draw,
They will have an excellent chance.
A Farewell to autumn
© Copyright: Бородулина Екатерина 1, 2017
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