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  • Writer's pictureArtful Alternatives
    • Apr 30
    • 1 min read

The Greenest Time -A Poem

Leaves thrive at their greenest

In the final light of day.

Bouncing vibrancy as if excited

Suckling the last moments of sun

Stretching themselves gloriously

Appreciating rays gone by

But lifting their veins and sinews

To welcome the night.



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