AUTUMN SIGHT
Morning-bright
In the light,
On a white
Cedar tree,
I can see,
From afar,
One galah.
With gray wings
There it clings
On a high
Branch in sky.
I can catch
Just a patch
Of rich pink-
And I think
We both share
Autumn air,
Autumn sight
In the light,
Morning-bright.
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