My dearest Autumn,

My dearest Autumn,

So lonely and sorrowful

Your life filled with death

Your slightest touch kills

But there is beauty within

Dying foliage

Orange and yellow

Before everything turns brown

It’s quite breath-taking




But it’s soon over

And everything turns dead

Along with myself

My dearest Autumn,

Can’t you set aside for me

A foliage leaf?

So I can always
Remember your rare beauty
Within depression…