The colors have spilled from what I see
Blues and purples I found in your heart
Catch the sky as a dark reflection
But notice the clouds still take your part
Once abandoned by the fallen leaves
She now smiles bright into the glow
Color spread, the ever-setting sun
When you realize the white is snow
One more step toward the horizon
Accepting both the rose and the thorn
A sky stretching tree grows upward slowly
A flowered vine climbs to the new morn
She is the elf queen who created it all
A bright-eyed glance, a blooming flower
The goddess of nature, of fluttering light
A long lasting feeling made of color
Bronze trophy winner
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