October night
the wind blows
all the leaves have fallen
To never again be green
The cold weather
The autumn has come
And soon after that
The winter
October night
The stars are glimmering
From your breath
You can see the frost smoke
The year has soon passed
It will never be forgotten
You’ll remember it all
The good and bad days
October night
When will the autumn pass
And the winter after that
When comes the spring?
The dark days
They grow darker
From day to day
You can feel the change
October night
When the memory wakes
They take you back
Back to the old days
But now the new days has come
They’re already on your doorstep
What will you do with them?
Make them yours
And remember them all
The October nights
Av Rebekka Bræstrup Løsnes
3 kommentarer:
Det ser ut som om det gror perler i høstmørket der oppe.
Pappa:)
I like the poem :)you did it?
Thanks:)
Yes, I wrote it;)
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