And now the sun sits lower in the sky
It has a watery look, yet it still burns
And leaves fall from the trees, as if they fly
But none of these are really my concern
I just stand in the midst of Autumn mornings
And marvel at the wonder of it all
And as each moment's captured by each dawning
I stand and marvel at the start of fall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice to read. Thanks for sharing.