Greeting the Golden Hour in Mid-August
Golden morning light
spills softly through the green woods,
warmth on every leaf.
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Sunbeams lace the trees,
dappling branches, bark, and moss,
the forest aglow.
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Full leaves breathe in light;
a few yellow leaves drift down,
gold across the lawn.
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Morning calls softly:
wake, step outside, breathe the day,
greet the light with joy.
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The forest is bright,
mid-August wrapped in golden
a new day begins.
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