Tea and some sweets
Me and autumn leaves...
What will you see
In your memories?..
Our quiet evenings?..
Our sudden illness?..
Our long heeling
With honey, berries in tea cups...
I can see this autumn
Reflecting in your eyes...
I can see when you watch me...
Looking in eyes of mine,
Where there is reflection
Of our own September...
Ohh-hh...
Let's draw the fragments of all -
The rain, the leaves that still fall,
Umbrellas and catching cold,
The boots, the scarfs and the coats,
Our teacups and the hot
Tea, and the blocks
Filled up with water and grey,
Or so gold, filled with rays...
Let's try to draw so that they
Would look just like our memories?..
On a simple paper
Something so treasured
That will turn it real
Just like how we feel it...
Turn the pencils to trees
Turn to rains watercolors
Turn to memories what's been
Turn best memories to love and
Live again
All the autumn warm minutes
They're to stay
On the paper
And in us...
The town and the woods...
The scarves and the boots...
Just tell me what would
We really do
Without them around us?..
Without them within?..
And now we must be
So grateful for this
Our long strolling
Till we are cold and
Our beloved forest
Yellow,
Orange,
Red,
Still green...
Shall we
Follow
Ways
That we
Walked that days
Under the water and rays?..
Shall we draw all the autumn
That we saw - but a small one
On a paper sheets -
Where it'll stay and live?..
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