11 September 2019

Marigold days


The days fall down ripe, one after one,
Marigold jam's being cooked by the sun.
The sweet crumbs of time float in the air,
Autumn is creeping into my hair.
























Nyár végén

Hullnak a napok, mint érett gyümölcs,
Bársonyvirágból főz lekvárt a föld.
Nem számolom már a múló időt,
Hajamba kúszik halkan az ősz.




















































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22 comments:

  1. Wonderful words and images, as every single time. 🧡

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    1. Thank you, dearest Sara! 💜💜💜

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  2. Wonderful flower, such a beautiful color !
    I am impressed, very expressive photos!
    My sky ..

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    1. Thank you so much for your kind words, dear Jutta! 😊

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  3. Ich mag diese warmen Herbst Töne ihrer Blüten.

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  4. Oh this is deep and beautiful dear Edit!
    sublime poetry

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    1. Thank you so much, my dear friend! 😊

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  5. Lovely post. Have a nice weekend.

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  6. Thank you for this lovely taste of autumn

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    1. Thank you for this lovely comment, dear Cloudia! 😊

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  7. Beautiful shots! I especially like the composition of the last photo. Have a nice weekend!

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    1. Thank you very much! 😊
      Have a great weekend!

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  8. A lovely post for a month that gives us both an end and a beginning.

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