Autumn in Russia - a poem by Liz Krasilnikova, a student from St. Petersburg

An Autumn Forest

Evening crawls to the forest,
A smell of moss,
A smell of smoke,
A smell of the the gone day,
A smell of burning wood,
A smell of trees with yellow-red leaves.
A heat of bonfire,
A sound of leaves coming down,
A smell of autumn,
A smell and sounds of freedom.