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SYNTHESIS

By Paul Kerr

Born free for circumstance to bow

The leaves that dropped to fall away.

Had turned to golden orange brown

To drift down to the ground to lay.

 

Before! they glistened in the sun

And turned in paradise to warm.

Then left behind the family,

The leaves, that left the tree to be.

 

They took a photo of the sun

To give the synthesis to air.

And drank the moons lone single tear

That shone, so all the leaves would hear.

 

Upon the pond fell warm the rain

In radiance the clouds had burst.

And held a picture of the stars,

That gave a glimpse of universe.

 

 

Born free for circumstance to bow

The leaves that dropped to fall away.

Had turned to golden orange brown

To drift down to the ground to lay.

 

Before! they glistened in the sun

And turned in paradise to warm.

Then left behind the family,

The leaves, that left the tree to be.

 

They took a photo of the sun

To give the synthesis to air.

And drank the moons lone single tear

That shone, so all the leaves would hear.

 

Upon the pond fell warm the rain

In radiance the clouds had burst.

And held a picture of the stars,

That gave a glimpse of universe.

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