autumn, the birds, the doves

by walterdoege

I can notice autumn’s leaves at the streets…falled from trees…shaked leaves from waving winds…I can not notice from my one hour hourglass…from that, the strickling sand flowing from up to down…from streets, the autumn arrival…another one year passed…from sky, longer nights…sun sets later…after the Easter party, this continuity in seasons waving…at this drizzle day…some birds departure to other lands…other birds come up…other birds song…lively songs…some lovely music…and the doves stand all time, all year…watching to horizons…I can only imagine…the doves, at sunny days, at rainny days…at all seasons…stand in the roofs…so loyal accompainment