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Joyous.
Oh welcome, welcome,
all you glorious colours
that fall about my way, spark
the palette gay, to lay below
the crane fly's dance
and chance upon small globes
of grey, dusted 'neath the trees
in dew, there greet this painted
day brand new. Oh how can I or you,
deny, this joyous day does bless the eye.
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and fun. Small dew dusted gray globes? streetlights/stars? nice image!
The small grey globes were
The small grey globes were mushrooms hidden amongst the fallen leaves and long grass beneath the trees. I am glad you liked it and appreciate you commenting too, thank you :-)