Clinquant glow of morning sun,
that turns dew drops into diamonds.
The rustling of autumn leaves,
like a marching army of thousands.
Are my invitation to visit the woods,
and marvel at Nature's ingenuity.
How every leaf is perfectly designed,
and every petal stitched so carefully.
And when the song of spring arrives,
bringing with it, the promise of gold.
The melody of yellow envelopes everything,
melting the frozen and thawing the cold. 

Yours truly...creativnerd...xoxo


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