Ode to Roy
It's the setting of the sun in May;
Expression of a man gone livid
The leaves of autumn in brilliant array.
Calm and striking, gentle and vivid.
Golden, lively petals of flowers;
Light of the sun burning through the skies.
Woods glow emerald in midday hours--
Verdant branches where life’s nectar lies.
The veil of the heavens in day’s light;
Cerulean, azure peaceful bay.
It heralds the coming of the night,
And departure of a clear skied day.
Royal raiment of princes and kings,
Yet in nature no advantage brings.
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