Time can lay down,
Beacause it's waiting for something to happen,
The hours become small,
And darkness falls.
I wait for the days,
When you see a rainbow of red, brown, and orange in the trees,
For when the wind comes all the colours fall,
In such a simple way.
In these days it can feel cold,
Yet, the sun is always warm.
The world lets out a long sigh,
Autumn has come to a part of it,
I finally go back to a place forgotten. |