Fall Is A Little Brother To Winter Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Without Fall, then
There will not be any pretty Winter
Simply because it is a little prelude
To Winter with its fallen leaves,
With its fast winds,
With its running creeks and rivers,
With its birds that are leaving for their destinations,
With people's different clothes,
With the sea's waves, and
With everything that is attributed to it...
Although it is short-lived, but
It is greatly lovely
With everything in it...
It is almost calm if only compared to
The other seasons...
We wish it to be endless, but
It is not...
We all love it
Greatly and dearly...