Light kissed the buds of mallow

Light kissed the buds of mallow

   And welcomed an autumn bloom;

The cups that'd lain so shallow

   Sprung forth and blushed anew.

It meandered as flowing water

   Over the peaks one by one -

Spilling into a tankard

   And joining more in tandem.

Every sparkle on the mounds

   That captures my curious eye

Is one of some polished diamonds

   For me to gaze at and sigh.