beyond this hill
another town’s faint glow . . .
birdsong
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pastels . . .
blossom soft against
a spring sky
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on the hill
a smudge of sunshine—
wattle grove
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a
moonlight drips
from weatherworn eaves —
passing storm
a
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with such grace
the black cockatoos arrive
snow on the mountain
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how blue
the Autumn sky today
canary song
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