Fontainebleau
The freshness and crispness
Of a new autumn dawn;
Tawny leaves sashay at my feet,
While gentle sunlight kisses my brow;
My heart leaps in wonderment and awe,
It’s beautiful, in Fontainebleau.
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All Around
I speak in seasons of joy,
In autumn, and in winter too;
I speak at twilight,
And at the breaking of dawn;
If you seek me in the sunlight,
You will find me there;
And even among the shadows,
You’ll discover my form;
I speak in the silent stillness,
And in the crescendo of sound;
Trust me dear child,
I am all around.
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(c) Ivana Osagie
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