An august
An august is a forerunner of the autumn.
there are the first leaves on the grass.
the sky is quiet there are flashes of blue are on it.
there a white trace fancies me.
joy and light are in my heart.
I fondle flowers with my eye,
i go and music sounds for me
like soft sweetness.
young ravens crow,
They take wing.
My heart is full
of peace and warm.
An august
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