Light, rare sun.

As the leaves go

The light sneaks in

Under the branches

Pools on the cupboard

Shadows flicker

A golden dawn

Frost laden

Rays are weaker now

Days are shorter

Past equinox

Night extends

Smile when you see

Rare sun.

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