Autumn Leaves


Gold of sunshine caught in autumn leaves
Touch of frost in morning air and fields
Sweat and sour overbearing apple tines
Simple beauty, simple pleasure is to live
And walk among the trees

Just to hold your chilly hand in mine
Warm your hurt with slightest to uch
Bittersweat is taste of you in colours
Doesnt fade my love with summer
Caught as gold in trembling autumn leaves

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