The tree
gathered its leaves

around her

stuck a passing cloud
in her hair

wore a little sunlight
& a slight rain

changed clothes
every now & then

as the fancy
took her

now a brilliantly blue
sky made of summer

now a warm evening
with just the slightest breeze

then a striking sunset
before falling asleep

wearing only a night sky
with scattered diamante stars.

Dónall Dempsey

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