Standing in the meadow
She felt the sun's warm gaze
Unusual for the time of year
So enveloped by its rays
The gentle breeze did blow,
Across the fields so green,
A summer's day in autumn's hold,
A wondrous, vibrant scene.
With half-closed eyes, she took a breath
The warmth upon her skin
A moment held a memory made
Where peace and joy begin
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