Paint me the autumn colors
I'm so in awe of them
paint me, the golden streets
bathed in the rainbow's blend
Paint me flowers my friend
on the turf, and on them trees
breaking free from their strands
and posing with the shredded leaves
I'm willful when I ask you to paint
and you'd be rude to deny me
I don't want my memories to faint
paint it please, so I can look back at it with glee
No wonder, it’s such a merry sight
it may be a sight of sorrow to many
But I can feel the autumn's delight
in shredding with its leaves, its tyranny
paint me the colorful bliss
oh friend please do not refuse
paint me the morning mist
please paint me the autumn views
the season where all elements fuse
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