greenzowie

By greenzowie

Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white;
Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk;
Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font.
The firefly wakens; waken thou with me.
- 'Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal' Alfred, Lord Tennyson


Spring sunshine in the meadows - the cherry blossom is losing it's petals fast.

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