The autumn leaves are saying goodbye,

The gentle breeze is carrying away the golden sky.

Orzigul Sherova

English teacher at a public school in Khorezm. Amateur poetess and the author of many poems and articles. She is the author of 5 books published in international sites.

Bye autumn

The autumn leaves are saying goodbye,

The gentle breeze is carrying away the golden sky.

The memories of autumn whisper endlessly,

And somewhere in my heart, its warmth will always stay.

The fading sunlight kisses the trees,

As autumn dances with the evening breeze.

The days grow shorter, the nights turn cold,

And even some souls begin to grow cold.

Dear autumn, thank you for everything,

Among the seasons, you are the king.

Until we meet again beneath the skies,

I’ll keep your golden memories in my eyes.

Though winter comes with its silver rain,

I’ll wait for your golden touch again.

I’ll wait for the day your new dreams bloom,

And bring their golden light back to my room.

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