At night, by the fire,
The colors of the bushes
And of the fallen leaves,
Repeating themselves,
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The colour of the bushes! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
I really don't know why but this left a silly smile on my face, and a crying feeling in my heart - it's so great to love (live) the poetry..
inter-connectivity: each image repositioned inside concludes with a mosaic hand woven in the mind.