much the dew clinging to grass
dawn’s breath on the clover
diamond’s without gruff
sparking the wind chimes
in the autumn’s glades
as the sun begins to climb
a familiar face to see
a hello
a new day to live
as you take the first day walk
smooth and bitter
in autumn
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This is a collaboration with Atticus Abbey.
Beautiful images in this poem, the paint, a picture of serenity and nature’s beauty
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Nice profile picture and great poem
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Well done
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