The Golden Leaf - Poem by Natasa Tocuc
If you like to pick golden flowers,
You have to look for the golden leaf.
Golden leaf, don't worry about your shine.
Like the sunshine, the low branches, pull down the high.
Enjoy alike the spent blossoms, the tight like.
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