An Autumn wind carries
leaves through the air
rolling as the fall
beneath my feet
before that crunch
a beautiful sound
if any ever heard
The Autumn wind
a bitter chill
grasps the body
and runs down the spine
touching the face
Winter is due
and coming soon
for now we have the poetry
the colours and sound
of the Autumn wind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem