Evening In The Tirol
T Tom Billsborough
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Light and this warm breeze
Dance through the flickering leaves
As fairies waking from their sleep
To tend the apple grove
As we tread up the slope towards the Mutteralm.
Below the Ice-green Inn strolls by
Unloading distant glaciers
And the City lights stretch far
Their brilliant arms salute
The stunning heights of Hafelekar.
A silky mantle with its purple glow
Descends upon us from the Alpine shadows
As step by step we gain the upper pastures.
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