Dear autumn,
I'm waiting for you to arrive.

Every morning I look through the window and wish to see beautiful mist hovering over the cold meadow.

Every day I look for yellowish crispy leaves and how they are falling off the trees.

Every night I look up in the sky and search for stars only, because I think moon is getting lonely.

I know you are getting closer, so I keep waiting. Someday I'll wake up to your embrace and I'll be smiling.

Yours truly, S.