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I wait in trees
Among the cool breeze
For absolutely nothing at all.
Waiting for this fall
Whean all the leaves recall
A moment so minut and small
For absolutely nothing at all
As I recall.
An amzaing almost beautiful creative dancing day
So minut and oh so small.
I wish a rainbow could tell the story
But it's to small and there is no rain.
No thunder would speak of.
But the leaves on our tree they know, my love

For absolutely no reason at all
The leaves fall to the deep floor
And it doesn't...
It doesn't seem to matter anymore.



Poetry by AZ
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Written on 2005-06-27 at 15:47

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the winds of autumn push against us as we travel, time smiling upon us.
2005-06-27