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           Wisps of sun cut through with warmth 
          And pierce mine eyes with radiance bright!  
          While momentary tweets 'til night 
          Send comrades here - I might.
          
           
          While immense piles of labor dwindle  
          Pine cone reeks through burning leaves  
          And hickory burns the branching sleeves 
          Of summer lounging in the breeze.
          
           
          No looming dolls' menagerie 
          Nor season's loss of will to play 
          While puppies cuddle in my stay 
          Amongst Fall's sweet bouquet.
          
           
          Crisp paper and the dust of chalk 
          Replace within my wistful mind 
          Sand castles deftly left behind 
          And tumble to poet's grind.
          
           
          Performance linking lack of cower 
          Accommodate the endless hours 
          Of acrobats and dare endower 
          Defying earth's grandest power.  |