I went for a run, the sun was still up
Gracing the streets with it brushing rays
Still fresh and wet
Which stained my feet
It was light and people walking
My eyes were covered by its shiny palm
Blinding bright spark
I ran faster
Away, away!
Out of the sight of the celestial kingdom
The leaves were already yellow
The sign of a passing season
Fading, leaving traces on the tips of trees
Colours from amber to peach and lemon
The golden times of coming autumn
And a couple of leaves were red
Like medals to strawberries
That survived through the season
Jingling high up, like on the pedestal
There's still the smell of summer
A little, light scent, like a garden
Painted with the aroma, smoke and odour
The light was still there as well
With a parting gift
Of extra warmth
The affection must've been
Even greater This Year
For people were still walking
Alive, smile, and talking
The daylight was popular again.
12/9/2018
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Tears of Sunset
PoetryHere are going to be my poems, verses and blank verses. Hope you'll like them. Note: I don't owe cover picture or any other pictures here and; some of these poems can be found in my other website, which is described in my profile page, so if you see...
