Pale Autumn Poem by Laura arwen

Sometimes it is
sad because it
inaugurates the bad
weather
In this season
they design many
things
In this season
it is easy
to fall into
depression because everything
dies
It could be
an inspiration and
a motivation
Although it is
pale it gives
a lot to
do
For someone the
autumn is an
empty illusion
Sometimes there is
a feeble veneration
for this season
because it has
got different fragrances
In this season
the grace dissolves
itself very quickly
In this period
I drink willingly
a cup of
hot tea
It could be
a transit season
that prepares you
to the cold
In this season
desperation can evolve
into something great
I find it
difficult to control
because it isn't
so old
It has got
a silent impact
on the environment
You can not
repair this pale
autumn because it
is very durable
It is a
strong claim for
help