Through the Woods
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Strawberry red skies
when home beckons through sage woods
Pink love's going down
as dewdrops on purple rose
prior to the velvet close
Flowers follow me
their fantasy fragrances
recalling burnt gold
Beauty's dying once again
in throes of rapture and pain
Copyright © Evelyn Judy Buehler | Year Posted 2025
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