With my nose in the air
Sniffling
Smelling
I walk in the early morning
Dog on a leash
Am I right?
Looking
Searching
Are the leaves coloring already?
I stand still and enjoy
The smell is unmistakable
Changing
Altering
In an aroma of desire
Of autumn
A wind of promise
Blowing
Whiffling
In my nostrils
Just wait and then
© KH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you Elna Thank you too Kelvin. Very happy with your comments! :)