My beautiful colour
You are my beautiful colour
You are my sun and my flower
It’s autumn and I love this season
If you ask me why? I’ll say you are my reason
The sun rose over my country
If you were here, I would be free
The birds are singing again
But even their sounds can not lessen this pain
Land-to-Land I’m seeking your hands
On mountains, deserts and strands
It’s autumn but Autumn is far
Far, farther than a star
I am a lost voice without Fall
She is my one and my all
Mizgeen A. Berzinari
September 25, 2020
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Autumn is such a wonderful time of the years where Nature's Artwork comes to the fore, it is my favourite time of the year. Very good words Mizgeen.
Welcome to MPS.
A nice dedication made atmospheric and emotionally charged. Thanks for sharing your work.
J
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