| Beauty cascading down the mountainside, Yellow surrounds the power of the sunshine. Watch as the dew tickles the wings of hummingbirds. We lift our eyes so she can bring life. For now our fingers can touch the blue velvet splendor, But soon the colors will soften into slumber. |
Shades of morning blossom with the sunrise, Calling to wake the beauty of the earth. Come you will see moonlight softly fading. Do not weep my child, for spring will rise again. Colors cascading down the mountainside.
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