maple dreams in painted reams,songs of autumns heart gold from green to red she sculpts the finest art blending every shade by craft of times fine hand a gradient to whispers spreading like fire on the land tell sky becomes pale with the blue of her eyes from which the water fly's and unto the earth supplies all the riches which love can bring
Elo...You are once again in touch with the beauty of nature and the harmony that exists all around us. Truly enjoy the feeling that comes with reading your poems...thanks, Avias
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...a depth and richness of fire only
Love could bring!
ty for this beauty