Autumn forest

The crunchy rustle of the path
I will enter the autumn quiet forest ...
Here the wind beats in the cobweb
And a light splash of the river is heard ...
It's autumn here in a colorful dress
Glides joyfully along the leaves,
And, as if embroidering with satin stitch,
He creates wonderful pictures!
Birch in bright gilding
Maple in crimson to the "toes"
Under the sun in a sweet slumber
Autumn is burning on the "hoop" ...
The sun plays in the dewdrops
And autumn is squinting funny
The wind picks off the leaves
And they dance around easily ...
You just freeze in delight
And in captivity you surrender to beauty ...
You forget about all the problems
About sadness, pain, vanity ...