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Windblown maple tree Crimson leaves glisten and fall Bright spots on the path
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Chestnuts are earthy Brown like soil and wood and leaves Warm and rich and deep
Traveller’s joy blooms White plumes adorn the hedges Old man’s beard in winter
High heath and moorland Pony paws through the snowdrifts Gypsy soul follows
Bonfire and fireworks Light up the night with colors Revellers rejoice
Fallen leaves on path Colourful and crisp and bright Autumn’s gift to me
Storm has left the woods Trees stand still in golden light Dreaming of springtime
Ciarán, stormy king Flashing, roaring, pouring, shaking Fear his mighty wrath
Fire in the eyes Burning passion in the heart Nothing can stop them
Modern life is fast We rush through every moment But where are we going?
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