Autumn's Child
Some shall strive against your child yet never to prevail ?
Not in this life nor evermore; for, I will be with you, sayest
The Lord of Host, both heaven as earth ? Skipping joyfully past
Her daisies through love's meadow Genavieve holding, baby's hand
Whileas bluebirds glide amidst tangerine skies bittersweet his red robin
Sings, a noteful refrain ? Weeping willows, laughing at time's tales....
Ceramic soldiers draped of red white and blue; blowing kisses to her truth
Infants with their starry eyes climbing mountains they'll gaze while freedom
She rings resounding bells, about this valley below ? Majestic's, horse in pale's
Long suffering, to beckon these crimson winds waving goodbye her four corners..
A spindrift it's mist; beauty, crossing celestials new found tides ? Baby girl, brushing
Life's golden locks from her rosebud cheeks and he; dashing past dreams, they breathe.
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