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Splendor's Door
by Antoinette Kopperfield
The moonlight sleeps in morning rain
as winter feels a season's change
A flower buds above the stem -
while mating birds do nest again
The rose has beauty words can't say-
a garden queen-she does portray
among the clusters of her kind -
majestic blooms now in their prime
The dandelion seeds in wind -
while caterpillars shed their skin -
so butterflies can fly once more
above the field of splendor's door
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