Photo Credit: hk
As I observe your beautiful color,
I wish to touch—romance:
Orange, yellow, brown, green, pink,
Bright, ‘as the morning sun:
Autumn dance, “Will I dance alone?”
With your magnificent songs:
“Well, if so, my dearest, I’ll imagine, I am,
A tall, blooming tree, bringing smiles,
To each and everyone.
Empress Journee