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Hence The Whistle

Clouds of pink
Kiss skies of pale
Through misty fallen rain
 And suns golden impale
 And across dismal sky
Where ravens fly below
The barren lay strewn about
Bark kissed by winters blow
Tears of frost upon the land
Clothe Natures finest love
Whispers warm the branches
From angels up above!
Heavenly madness struts about
And winds sing song of dance
A trains approaching whistle
A soulful song enhanced

Night calm stirs,
 Beauty to no end
Fields indulged endlessly
Reflections of moons send
Soothing sounds to the soul
Lull baby back to sleep
And darkness falls once again
Succumbed to natures weep

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