Golden Autumn

The yellow leaves fall to the ground,
Fall like a carpet.
Go on an autumn morning fun
Leaves rustling.

They are so beautiful,
And fall down.
Carpet on - Polna,
Go, I'm so proud.

I'm with nature friends,
But she doesn't know me.
I remember the cheerful yellow days
And Autumn remembers me.


Chirik V.V. CENTURIES g. 15:00


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