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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Amber hues A golden bruise, a blemish to the air. Not yet cold but no more warmth, Asudden modulation. A cool breeze approaches the golden throne. The trees swing and sway. The leaves dangle like priceless chandaliers, and fall silently onto the cool ground. No sound, no tears. The world stands still, the beauty captivating and serene. The earth is filled with splendour. No space is void od love. A pigmitation amidst a hollow world, colouring the earth with magnificent hues: scarlet, red and burgundy. An abundance of choices: sweet and bitter vain and apparent. The forest filled with dread and expectations, of a friend gone and another yet to come, Bringing along awe Bringing along nature, Bringing alonf Love, Bringing along fall The time of harvest, The time of romance, The time of lost spirits returning to their friends, A time for festivities and a time for fear. Apples and nuts honey and syrup. Fall rewards th rich and the poor, the peasants and the lords, the nobles and the kings, whether be Thanksgiving or Simhain, whether be to pilgrims or to pagan Celts. Fall brings along treasures: Treasures of gold, and treasures of silver, treasures of green, of red and yellow. Nature's treasures. Priceless treasures. We are lords and we are peasants We are Kings and we are beggars we are rich and we are poor when we wittness the splendours of fall.
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