To Autumn Poem by Liza Sud
To Autumn
I love only the twilight air
and autumn: how beautiful she is,
answers in it - to all the questions,
Mother, and Son, and She let's Him
to go to death until His Rise - in winter.
And after - fast - and later - Easter!
She will wash everyone with tears,
and will not ask for the acquittals.
Sunday, September 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn
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4/24/2024 7:00:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Deeply envisioned and nicely depicted about autumn. Amusing one. Thanks for sharing. .....10