In A Minute Autumn Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

In A Minute Autumn

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an autumn isn't only
golden and yellow leaves,
heated in the summer
sweet fruits juices and honey.

an autumn, it still
a sore throat, tiring,
a fever, and influenza,
and shivers.

an autumn is waiting
for the winter
a spring
for the summer

on it

what the time will bring
what for us the fate
has in the gift

Friday, August 21, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn,fate,summer
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Dagmara Anna 22 August 2009

Written lightly and romantically. Neat touching the poetic feather.

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