Sholamite

Scarlet rose sketched in a tranquil wall

Hall of maple trees, you saunter during the season of fall

Oh, my Lady, you're the ruler of this polychrome realm

Let the fortune tellers and sorcerers read your palm

An extravagant palette of colours and gold

May it be the future you want to put on hold

I am the loyal guardian of your garden of rouge petals and emerald grass

Take me with you, my Lady, when winter come to pass

Enjoy the coldness of this season, hope it will never last.

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BC

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P.S. I'm remembering Game of Thrones with this poem.