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Autumn Songs

I
Red chestnuts
I have put on my candlesticks,
For flame.
            u
When I was a baby,
My hands could only hold air,
But now they hold maple leaves,
Rose-yellow! |
Isn't that lucky?
            in
Every morning when I get up
There's sun-lace on the wall.
             Judith Perlzweig (Four years old)

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