This gracious nocturnal game -
I still remember my name,
Your presence is stillness
And a sweet touch of falling leaves,
I recall my achievements
And I cannot deceive.
I receive the attention of yours
As I stroll the autumn town,
With numerous faces renowned,
You are the best guide I could imagine,
And this autumn looks like your creation.
Lviv in autumn
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2023
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