Lady Autumn

Lady Autumn for some reason,
just decided for a walk
look around the fields and meadows
until windy, coldest season,
being prepared wintry shock.

Drops fell on the bare branches
and the wind sang a song in sad,
falling leaves with fire flashed.
In the fog can’t be detected
Lady Autumn moved ahead…

Over lakes, along the rapids
flew at night and through the day,
wandered in wondrous canyons,
then lie down on morning lowlands
to relax at forest edge.

Contemplating clouds in heaven,
Lady Autumn counted rain,
may be mist caused big depression
or from heavens got the impression,
Lady took the yellow paint.

She, without demanding a reward,
over gilded till sunset
forest, swamps, highways and meadows,
chestnut just behind my window,
squares, gardens at the end.

Lady Autumn looked at the picture,
golden colors caused pain,
her eyes blinded with the flickers,
threw dye out and almost injured,
sprinkled leaves with freezing rain…

Grabbed with the frost the painting,
cooled by the north air stream,
sent out foggy in the valleys,
branches shook on icy alleys
in the night by letting rime.

Lady Autumn started freezing,
preferred to finish work,
put down grass at darken meadows
to the late and coldest season
being prepared wintry shock.

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