Fay Slimm.

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Shriveled with cold the golden hair of hedgerow ferns 
droops, growth deserted,                    
bent over and brown.
A crown of wet spider-spun curls all that is left of their 
former proud verdure as time
breaks all shape down.        

Summer sprayed onto thin-fingered waving  hands
shiny green glamour
from the ground nurture.
Climbing vines, supported by leaf-splayed invitation 
space-ride on board to race          
               and reach highest first.                      

Hedgerow-togetherness proves contact works right  
until autumn mists
become too cool for life.
Thick fronds tremble as death\'s sickle crumbles to 
crumbs fern-fingered skin and      
beheads blooms in ice.     

Ends one display while roots know waiting Spring 
is already linked 
in prepared movement
to burst life-change from blueprints 
and create infinite beauty
by new beginnings.