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Browning Green
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Browning Green |
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Abe Senior Member
since 2003-05-28
Posts 694Looks like Vero Beach, FL until the end! 
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Browning Green The lush, green, darkness of the forest Is turning to the gold/red hues It’s easier to see across the holler To those unseen summer views. At the bottom, the winding road Comes slowly to be seen I make out the rocky surface One each side of browning green. The morns are cool, some chilly And the sun’s warm takes longer Too soon to set, the short day Makes the lonely, stronger. The night, it has gone silent No cricket’s chirp to hear Just the wind’s leave’s rustle Of, another passing year. Old Man Winter’s round the bend With his chill down to the bone And wishing for Spring already Where the cold winds had blown. 10-15-2003 Del "Abe" Jones [This message has been edited by Abe (10-17-2003 08:09 AM).] |
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Sadelite Member Elite
since 2003-10-11
Posts 2519 |
You caught my eye write away with your first stanza. Keep on righting! Sadelite |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
enjoyed reading this...nice seasonal poem, has that truely American feel to it << |
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angelblueyes Member Elite
since 2003-07-19
Posts 2148Oklahoma |
This was good and I agree.I'm already waiting for the return of warmth.I'm a warm blooded lady.heheheh  Crystal |
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