At sundown white grass glows golden,
A beauty to the sun beholden;
Red ground ignites in shining colour,
The earth's awakening from her slumber;
Leaning gum bares pale skin to the light,
Dry leaves falling drift left and right,
And bark gleams a silver shimmer,
The tree sways and its branches shiver.
Noice, different, unusual :)
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