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Long days to behold.
 

When I was looking around for a shiny gold,
only to my dismay found the yellow leaves of old.
They gently vibrated on the branches in trees,
soon they begin falling to my knees.

A timely reason for such change,
the summer left quickly, birds flew away.
Autumn arrived at this territory, then the leaves
on trees in yellow, brown and gold in full glory.

The colours so amazing in autumn by all means,
soon another season comes around, freezing northern winds.
Winter wraps the world into shiny crystals of icicles so cold.
Until spring arrives with sunshine and long days to behold.



October 9th 2019
By Zuzanna Musial





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