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Calenders, Painters and the Boy who imagined Everything (Free verse) by avery
Mellow, shallow, dew drops yellow,
reaching, catching, raindrops spashing.
azure crystals; dangling from the leaves,
the afterweather; cool wind forms a breeze.
golden rays doth reign,
not a grey patch to be seen.
the sky forms a blue band,
mimosa seedlings float gently, spreading across the land.
auburn maple leaves rustle under scampering feet,
smokey white squirrels burying acron seeds.
blue birds migrate,
away from the soon-to-be snow cape.
fiery fireplaces burn with a warm lush.
grey soot from the chimney;
trails the clear, winter mornings.
the vast whiteness; silently awaits
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