How beautiful it is
This October day.
The leaves have fallen
And the colors are in disarray.
The sky blue
And the birds chirping
As they wait for these winter days.
The winds blowing
And the heavens are calling,
For this october day
To descend upon this frost bitten earth
And give the lovers another day.
In octobers grip
before the wintery dismay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem