Published: 02 Oct 2018 › Updated: 02 Oct 2018
Autumn
Autumn
I go by river meadows,
Visible trace of diamond dew,
Far the winter with its snows,
Neither storm nor frost threatens.
But the beauty of summer is already gone,
It was a grey sad river,
Less became and heat, and light,
Blackened in the sky clouds.
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