The lovely autumn has left today.
Today here is his angry twin.
Fat clouds hang down to the town, and rain
Coats the windows with silky skin.
I hold my umbrella so strongly.
In stormy wind I learn to fly.
At last, I let it try without me.
Esős napok
A kedves ősz elbúcsúzott.
Mogorva öccse maradt csak itt.
Az ablakon eső kopog.
Az égbolt leér a házakig.
Ernyőm nyelét szorongatom.
Szállni próbál velem a szélben.
Repüljön hát, végül hagyom…
Bolond táncát ámulva nézem.
Bolond táncát ámulva nézem.
Such special images today, dear Edit! I don't know which one I love more, the first one with the fascinating trees and raindrops or the last one with the pretty, little umbrella. ♥ The poem is lovely too. I enjoy stormy winds very much and your poem paints a beautiful image of a windy and rainy autumn day.
ReplyDeleteYou seem to have mountains where you live. Lucky you! :)
Have a happy weekend!
Thank you, Sara. You are so kind. :-)
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