Golden hour

It's golden hour of gold leaf fall,
Sun half provoked,
It's half shadowed wall,
Sun half provoked.

'Tis a sign, an early morning,
Pleasured by chirping, a fresh air,
Charms of strolling, a fresh joy,
'Tis a sign, an early morning.

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