Just The Beginning Of That Pretty Fall

The pretty sun is still outside Plays with us happily, The tombs' people are still in their Tombs waiting for us to pray for them... The pretty winds are still normal and They whistle happily... The sea's waves look like curly hair In their coming and going towards the seashore... The wild flowers are still in their normal places On the old walls and the hard rocks, The pretty poetess Neel Nath is still writing Poems about the pretty rains in her homeland... It's still warm outside in the daytime, but It's getting a little cold in the nighttime... The school's year started some days ago With all students came back to their school... A new Fall approaches to the city where I am living to be the pretty beginning of a new life... ______________________________________________________________________