"Autumn, the year's last loveliest smile."- William Bryant
Turn your eyes around,
And see the waving wood &forests wild,
Hyming of an autumn sound
Its pleasant to the year.
The summer sun is faint on them
The flowers depart,
Everything made of stone ,
Except your Heart
Even though the same wind blows
You call it a re-blast.
Every breath stares,
A single leaf to fall.
The dearest hands clap!
The dearest voice meets our ears,
Their presence may be over,
The tone may come to more.
Look over valley and hill,
In spring sky enriched them ,
The sky is round them still,
And Autumn's here with a CHILL!!
-ishita
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