Flying on the wind
Rainbow leaves explode
Oh how the nuts and branches sing
Gone to the merry-go-round

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Friendly smiles
Riddle plain
Oh the muddles of the brain.
Going places
Answer me
Need I sit
Down in a tree?
To the sunshine
One does wander
And to ponder on the
Deep beauty of the soul

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There's a box.
It carries dreams,
Ideas clog.
Bears tears,
Pen bleeds.
Sends love,
Glitter rains.
Sings of joy.
My Soulbox.

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Mushroom feet
Across the grass
Into a dance
Little flowers join the wait
Big round eyes
On the rusted
Xylophone