Walk With The Wind (Page2) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

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Iris blue iris
the eyes of summer heaven
on to autumn´s fall

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The moon is now bright
with autumns glowing leaves
- yesterday is gone

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New to old coming
flowers in falling daydreams
paling their last shade

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Day going to night
along the pathways glowing
- easy steps for now

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Like days growing old
everything blossoms to fall
- even the green leaves

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Silent is falling
to the forest and the wild
- soon it starts snowing


(...from the extensive work: Walk With the Wind)