# First Leaf Fall
A river of leaves
A river of fire
Carpet, sea, drowning
The roots of maple trees
Blue skies bordered
White clouds frame
Brown earth engulfs
Another year's work
#First Rain
Tears running rivets
Down her cracked face
Through her bleached hair
Soaked into her shirt
It fed the waiting seeds
Filled the thirsty ways
Clothed with eve dew
Peeking green blades
#First Light
When the lady of night
Set foot beyond our world
Tumbled out her children
Three frivolous boys
They painted the sky
With pastel colors
And poured golden syrup
On their disc of day
Let Imagination Possess A Pen, And What Results Will Be Beautiful
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