# Joy

Аноним Destroff

An old and tired garden bows to you

With fading colours of the autumn leaves

The wind that stalking all night through

Will gladly have a company


He will invite the Moon at once

She will enlight your way back home

And make the leaves below you dance

Enchanting on the cobblestone


You'll give 'em just a little smile

Then turn and look at stars so sweet

And at this time through hole up in the sky

A piece of joy will fall upon your feet.