"A child is born with a heart of gold. The way of the world make his heart turn cold."
-Earth, Wind and Fire
Flora Cain
Children on swings
Fall is my favorite time of year.
Slowly everywhere it’s beautiful colors appear.

Ironically, no one seems to mind,
That some leaves are of a different kind,
But, that’s just fine.

The fields and forests somehow all seem to blend,
Powerfully, producing one magnificent scene.

We come together with our art, conversation, and cuisine,
Just like the fall,
To show you why there is unity in diversity in us all.

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