†the Autumn's Beginning Ii † Poem by Arron Whitner

†the Autumn's Beginning Ii †



†The Autumn's Beginning II †


The colour fallen leaves

of the deeply sleeping trees.

The soul of the sunny days

torn apart by the cold.

The nature changed a face,

this beauty, the worth of gold.

Walk the sleepy landscape.

Birds are going to escape

before the white hand.

Summer reached the end.

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