Autumn Sunday

Scarves and jackets, denim jacket from the drape
Stored heat to the body in the cold.
A fall only to blame,
Summer that will not come back ever.

Heat rain gave way so suddenly,
In the flat telly celebrating the season.
Filled courtyard tickets for tomorrow,
Are flying from all directions.

There in the yard, the broken benches,
Denotes a place of summer meetings
Is a girl in a red katsaveyke,
To remember the summer and winter to save.