Through the window I gaze
Elegance charms as you saunter
Down a carpet of golden leaves
Dressed in warm hues.
Gentle and playful inviting all
– a loveliest smile
Lips slightly parted in expectation
– a berry festival
Allure is your ever-changing mood
Rain, sunshine, fog and snow
I’ve seen your dark side trying
Even the most enthusiastic
But it’s your refusal to accept
The frigid winter, I admire.
– Khaya Ronkainen