The autumn is upon me with shades on to colours
fading from shiny on to pallid flavors
ever of this crisp season to refresh air of nature
while bringing new vitality on to my wishes
as does my angel who likewise does take
on the type of the change
My angel in mane of gold does seize the leaves
of the time of 12 months which flip to pretty tones of colour
as winds of cool result in finish to summer season’s inexperienced
to rework all to riches of multihued lots
My angel taking up heat from spirit ever bountiful in feelings as does autumn
to vary from russet of foliage to crimson darkish in passions of my Joannuszka
encountered in flowers dried by arrival of recent summer season to be dubbed Indian
My angel in girl’s summer season encompasses vogue
of alteration as environment colourful
adorning my Joannuszka in wears of class
adorning her from cascade of yellow curls
as she descends to imaginative and prescient of loveliness
of the season of dormant atmosphere
My angel cometh as candle of ardent fervor
in season of falling leaves and chestnuts
to hurl on floor from bushes
my angel in eyes of tenderness
nay to run out as roses of summer season
be as lantern on to evenings come early
as affections of my Joannuszka
be not quiescent for her Slisznuszek
as natural world wishing season’s slumber
My angel’s paradise be shelter on to my affections
as nippy winds of October journey over land
My Joannuszka as cider of apples to heat
while chilly rains of November trigger nay chorus
in adoration of us captured within the different
