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Marc-Andre Senior Member
since 2008-12-07
Posts 501 |
A sonnet I have written three months ago, as I missed the beauties of Autumn and Spring. _________________________________________________ I fancied May when New France would revive: The flocks of swallows and the croaks of frogs, The tulip gardens and the girls in clogs. Then summer would allow the sun to thrive For just as long as it took for lads to wive; That was soon over. Hail to autumn fogs And coloured leaves, the time when father slogs In fields of corn, the winter to survive. The leafless trees, the icy roads, the snow And bitter cold, they all conspired to Make me depart my country for a beach, To leave it all behind for Baguio. Today, to see fair May and all anew A flight to Canada do I beseech. |
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Anniepimm Senior Member
since 2008-12-26
Posts 550England |
intriguing piece and very nicely done. depicting the changes in the weather Excellent poem..  |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
GOOD ol Canada c'mon in we'll welcome you with open arms..... This is excellent writing! The leafless trees, the icy roads, the snow And bitter cold, they all conspired to Make me depart my country for a beach, To leave it all behind for Baguio. Today, to see fair May and all anew A flight to Canada do I beseech. I can really relate to the winter in this.....smile..... Eric |
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Marc-Andre Senior Member
since 2008-12-07
Posts 501 |
Thanks for reading and the nice comments, Annie and Eric. Mark |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Mark, Most lovely - and sentiments that I truly understand. A |
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