Autumn turned into the red October.

It made a fire out of colorful leaves.

It wasn't cold but turned into amber.

In rains and winds, it only believes.

 

 

In October Autumn has become just crazy.

In October Autumn has become a bit lazy.

Walking sadly, weeping with a lot of tears,

Hiding carefully its reddish face and fears.

 

 

The thoughts of crazy October torment,

They call to change something in the past.

The sky is covered with dark clouds

I want the comfort of my soul to last.

 

 

The autumn has burst into madness,

It gave the cunning smile of a fox.

It's an innocent child's smile of gladness

Cheerfully paints everything in the box.

 

 

With the October burgundy paint,

Mother Nature appears to be a saint.

As the wind begins to drag away the leaves

It seems that nature at the moment deceives.

 

 

October will fall into a new heap.

The leaves on the allay are so deep.

What can I hide, I am always ready

To share this happiness with my baby.

 

 

©Larisa Rzhepishevska