This was written for a friend also.
Silvers of light
Creep throughout the trees
Dawn breaks
A painter’s palette spilled
Across the sky
Not a creature grows old
In this forest
Spring is all the forest knows
Magic and enchantment walk these paths
Hand in hand
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