The story of love

The sun appeared in the sky.
It was the day of the late Autumn.

The Autumn has come into the park.
The park was her faithful friend.

The park put the most beautiful leaves on the trees.
The paths were bestrewn with colored leaves too.

The Autumn sat down on the bench.

Nobody saw that last visit.
The only park was looking at her compassionately.

People were walking along the paths of the park as usual.

The next day people told each other,
“Winter time… The park is full of snow.”

It was not snow.

The Park had put a white mantle on his beauty
after the last visit of the Autumn.