In A Minute Autumn Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

In A Minute Autumn

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an autumn isn't only
golden and yellow leaves,
heated in the summer
sweet fruits juices and honey.

an autumn, it still
a sore throat, tiring,
a fever, and influenza,
and shivers.

an autumn is waiting
for the winter
a spring
for the summer

on it

what the time will bring
what for us the fate
has in the gift

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dagmara Anna 22 August 2009

Written lightly and romantically. Neat touching the poetic feather.

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