Maple Magic (poem)

The moment right, the time is here…

The day alight, the sky is clear…

The sun, it sets, a golden hue…

This tree begets, a wondrous view…

Orange and gold, they are not faint

The colors bold, as if in paint…

Maple magic, to close the day…

No things tragic, I hope and pray.

© 2018 – James Sponseller – mindescapes.net

Published by Jim Sponseller

Family man, father, programmer, and artist. I work with digital art, photographs, author poems and fiction, and also work in artistic metal smithing. You can find poems, photos, and digital art samplings at https://mindescapes.net. Thank you for your support! If you like my offerings and would like to donate, please buy me a coffee:https://buymeacoffee.com/jimsponseller

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