
for just a moment
the sun came out, to tip the hills
with a golden light

for just a moment
the sun came out, to tip the hills
with a golden light

beech trees take their turn
golden yellows, pumpkin brown
ballerina leaves

cold comes, time is short
orb weaver spins through the night
her eggs, her future
Lovely words and image!
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