Entrée #450388

There is autumn with different moods.
There is a bright one, like a woman with a pie,
With bagels, jams, pickles
And even with a fragrant shish kebab.

And there is another - an unapproachable virgin.
With puddled eyes and the bitter cry of birds.
Shrouded in rain and fog.
And with hundreds of pages covered with writing ...

And there is another - like a white bride,
Happy, with a blush on her cheeks.
Beautiful, still timid
And with a small snowflake in her arms.

Three states, three months, three times,
Three moods are clothes for the soul!
They are so different, but nevertheless
Beautiful, infinitely good!

Author Elena Tochilina
# poems

True, it has been written about me

And tie a scarf, yes