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 Autumn splendour fragrant hues dreams of distant plights Wishful thinking for the gift I search for day and night. A precious heartfelt memory seemingly far away And yet I cannot reach the wish for which I humbly pray. What is this gift more precious than all that I could hope for, I search and dream and wish and hope but find no rich reward. Seasons come and seasons go and soon winter arrives The Autumn, Spring and Summer have swiftly passed us by. Pausing in the twilight where I look back and reflect, My life's seen many seasons but none what I'd expect. I stopped searching long ago for that precious gift, It brought me nothing but heartache when all I did was wish. Then autumn splendour reflecting reached into my heart And there I found my precious gift which had always been a part. To think I'd wasted so much time searching for that gift When all along it was within the heart with which I wished. © Christina 20th July, 2005
  
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