Amber, emerald, ruby, gold...
Autumn is scattering gems on the streets.
Wind is mischievous, gusty and cold.
Fall of the leaves is a marvelous treat.
Fall of the leaves is my dear time.
Heart is admiring mystique of this days,
Longing for conjured, magical rhyme,
Looking to hug whole celestial space.
As if in a daze, in a festive whirl
All over country reigns a fairy tale
And beautify my encouraged world
Up to delirious breathtaking scale.
Amber, emerald, ruby, gold...
© Copyright: Чижик Валентина, 2015
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