My favourite

Autumn. Leaves are falling.
There is a carpet orange-red.
In spite of cold, the streets are calling
To walk around through autumn bed.

This is my favourite, though wet and nasty,
Sometimes with rains and cold winds.
I'm in a hurry: faster-faster -
I want to remember these nicest things.

The clouds move like fairy creatures,
And cranes are flуng high above.
In autumn nature shows its wonder features -
And in the heads appears love.
23 сентября 2021 годв
    Раиса Филина


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