Faguni

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Do the fall trees 
Wait for an epiphany?
Or seek validation?
Wind howls, leaves shed.
And yet stand tall,
With utter grace amongst her folk.

 And before you realize
Spring has sprung magic.
Flower blooms, fruit buds.
Baby leaf on it's way,
Waiting for the gentle wind.
And they're pretty again.

 But what did the wind say?
"It'll get better with time, my friend."
And the fall tree beamed 
Basking under the morning sun. 
Spreading joyous laughter
To the chirping little ones,
Shading the occasional visitors. 

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