Autumn love
My love- just music
It’s all around
Relax and listen
Forget your pain
Most of the lives
Fall on the ground
But forest beauty
Still remain
It is our autumn
Scarlet and gold
It’s time for harvest
Of bountiful crops
But we are not ready
For winter cold
We still keep planting
Our hopes
You here my music
I believe
You catch my tune
Through all other sounds:
The whisper of wind
The rustle of lives
The call of the birds
That fly to the South.
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