Ginger
November 14, 2023 at 1:23 PM
Autumn is a girl named Ginger:
She walks under the icy rain
And sings, pushing away the pain
And smiling, like a little sister.
Nobody’s seen the autumn crying.
Her face’s filled with such delight
That people fail in their trying
To understand this inner light.
She’s never bored, always reading,
Or making stuff, or playing chess.
Her room is never in a mess.
She’s used to deep and easy breathing.
She wakes at night and leaves her bed,
Then paints everything around.
Nobody’s ever seen her sad,
Her voice has never missed a sound.
Under the dark of night, however,
She sometimes sighs without a reason.
It’s time to change this vivid season,
The winter will not last forever…
