The night sky is a Maxfield Parrish blue
The moon spills light on the stony path,
Leaves cascading like flakes of snow,
caught in blades of grass,
They dance for me like stars in infinite space,
the trees aware that autumn will soon be gone,
Birds settle in the remaining leaves,
hoping to survive the coming frost.
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The night sky is a Maxfield Parrish blue –
the moon spills light on the stony path,
leaves cascading like flakes of snow,
caught in blades of grass,
they dance for me like stars in infinite space,
the trees aware that autumn will soon be gone,
Birds settle in the remaining leaves,
hoping to survive the coming frost.
the moon spills light on the stony path,
leaves cascading like flakes of snow,
caught in blades of grass,
they dance for me like stars in infinite space,
the trees aware that autumn will soon be gone,
Birds settle in the remaining leaves,
hoping to survive the coming frost.
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photo credits, maxfield parrish, ffffound.
