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Just one tiny golden stardrop
On the gorse bush shining
A single kiss, a little fire
A kestrel sits
patient on her wire
In shades of indigo and lilac
Lit by the gold and copper
Of a storm-wracked sky
Deepest blue, pinks
And silver shaded woods
Soft-sighing
In the cool southerly
And the music of wild geese
There's a golden light
Brightening my heart
Like a furnace glowing
Hold on to it,
It's yours,
like a beacon for your day

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