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dawn's radiant light
fell upon the wooded glade
on realizing its call
to rise
a chorus of robins
began their singing
for the day
the tuneful sounds
bought such joy
to the ear
wandering beneath
the overhanging boughs
was a lumbering hedgehog
he ceased his travels
to take a closer listen
on hearing the birds
bright twittering
it gladdened
him so
fall's palette of colors over the landscape
these mellow hues on timber stands shall drape
painting a canvas in vintage foliage
copper and bronze being the season's dress code*
with a sprinkling of golden aspen ode
April's leaves returning to rustic frame
parks and mountains all graced by her dame
the brush of autumn's mature coverage
decorating in earthen tone effect
where she displays a ripening aspect
on her boughs clarets and russets brocade
reminiscent of nature's own tincture
nostalgia in the classical picture
*recalling to mind a wooded grove's glade
KathleenAMaloney Oct 2016
Remember
Training
Is Your Sacred Weapon Against the Unknown
Use It Wisely
shhh It Will Guide You Thru This Test of Fortitude and Challenge
Few Are Those Who Find and Make their Way Both

From Creek Beds Dried
To  Mountains
In Mourning and Back Again

Do Not Be Fooled By Visions
For You Truly Have Your Own

Eyes Of God
Ever Present
For Her Is Only Ones

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