Here I have come again by the order <br />And I see a lot out of work. <br />I am so sorry and I would like to help you <br />As much as I can. <br />I pluck all withered leaves from the unhappy trees <br />And provide you much sweeping jobs. <br />The sleepy factories, they have to double up their productions.(Rakes, Brooms and required tools.) <br />Certainly they recruit people. <br />But please do not blame me <br />As I am bit warmer than earlier. <br /> <br />* To my deceased poor Mom! <br />Autumn reminds me her wrinkles and Dark-Circled eyes.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gloomy-autumn-laps-friendly/
