September dreams

Soon, flames, earth and sunsets will cover the tree-tops. Their leaves will turn into tears in the afternoons; we will know then how tired they are in our streets, which will prepare to unveil the cold.

Autumn is near; you can smell it in the nearby rain.

Soon, too, will December come, and all the parks will be naked. All the sunbasking would be memories of another summer gone-by; a dream of yesterday.

The greens will soon dress the fields; the oaks will shed their acorns; the pines will show off their needles.

Just as fast, snow will fall and thaw, and a new year will soon pass; summer will return.

Soon this will be September
Soon this will be September
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