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The finest day of spring

petals dance on sudden gales

counting everyone

before the sinking sun

fly, fly little wings

like love that never fails.


Shadows begin to wake

to a chorus that is the night

crickets fiddle, slow

warblers whistle, low

shine, shine velvet moon

till last you fade from sight.


Hear the sea in song

where the swallows play and die

starlight in the haze

flicker fireflies, ablaze

stay, stay gentle dream

beneath the candles in the sky.

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Joined: 2012/08/19
The Season Changes 02-29-20

It is fabulous to have a poet to re-read as seasons walk the timelines of earthborn. :D. ~Stella~