Autumn is here.
Trees mourn,
shedding their leaves
of gold and red.
Falling, gently caressed
by the autumn breeze.
I walk amidst the trees.
They are conversing,
thin branches waving,
in tune with the wind.
Even as migrating birds fly
to the land of summer.
Summer's gone,
without saying goodbye.
I miss its warmth
and joyful cries
of children in hopscotch fun.
Autumn brings sadness,
in nature's eternal play.
Seasons come and go,
sweet memories and bad.
Relentlessly time just flows.
A beautiful nature poem.Autumn season so nicely described.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem, capturing the beauty of autumn.