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Ode to Autumn - Sonnet
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Ode to Autumn - Sonnet |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands 
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When summer ends her glorious colour bright The song of birds not heard at morning's dawn The fields are ploughed and shimmer in soft light Little drops of dew covering mowed lawn All shades are dimmed to orange and dark brown The lambs have grown into their adulthood And maple trees wear proudly their gold crown Those signs can never be misunderstood When sun sets in a flaming red farewell We know the change of seasons is right there That Autumn is about to cast its spell And nature has a different tune to share Autumn's magic in heart we will behold And with each season we're slowly growing old Like scattered leaves...my words will flow |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
At least as we grow old....the colours of autumn stay forever young. Well...too me they do...hee hee. Much enjoyed this Titia. hugs, Chris "Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
I behold autumn's magic also through your beautiful words, Titia. Yes, also our life has its rhythms like the seasons and there is beauty in every phase. Love, Margherita  |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
TitiaDear~ You set the page aglow with this beauty~ Give Mama Muys a *HUGLET*  Love you~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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PEBBLES Member
since 2006-10-30
Posts 69South Australia, Australia |
This is really lovely. Autumn has alway's been my favorite season, now I know why. All the best, Helen. |
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