The Period
July 3, 2023
Long lines of trees
Broad fields of plants
At day at night
Birds, bees collect food,
Leaves blossom
Leaves fall in the period,
Flowers bloom
Flowers fall in the period;
Still there are angels
Who count these all
Feel joy at blossom
Feel sorrow at fall.
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