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Her auburn hair moves
with the breeze
Falling pieces
float to the ground
and crunch beneath
my feet
Peaceful here
I climb into her
strong arms
and watch the sky
turn colors
It matches her hair
Bitter air nips
at my skin
as the sky fades-
little flecks of gold
float about
down into
silence
with the breeze
Falling pieces
float to the ground
and crunch beneath
my feet
Peaceful here
I climb into her
strong arms
and watch the sky
turn colors
It matches her hair
Bitter air nips
at my skin
as the sky fades-
little flecks of gold
float about
down into
silence
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These works both rock.I bow before your Talent.The tree is amazing ,it draws your eyes up to the Yellow and the poem makes you feel "Loved".Well done