I waked up in the empty morning <br />and saw the fog comes down on me. <br />My wind is gone and I’m mourning <br />can’t hear the whisper from the lonely tree. <br /> <br />The rain I see is going <br />to kiss the earth it comes again. <br />The color of the sadness showing <br />that today will be so vain. <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright © BGAuthor.NET<br /><br />Gergana Petrova<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumn-25/
