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Granite sky weeps its tears
Over leaves and grasses
No relief from blue skies
Can be found in this day
Colours fade to red and gold
Before they slip away from us
Drifting like snow upon streets
To be kicked up in happy mood
Bare earth appears between
Flowers come no more here
In autumns garden rarities
Grace the beds and borders
The beauty of the seasons passes
Rolling into one long parade of joy
Fiona Davidson
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Tuesday, September 15, 2009 |
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Friday, June 24, 2011 |
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Cindy Kreiner Sera (10/14/2009 1:24:00 PM)
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Season's pass us by and each leave an abundance of memories. Each beautiful, sometimes cruel but exciting, and you have written Autumn well, a joy to read Fi...Love Cindy
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Ken E Hall (9/27/2009 6:06:00 AM)
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Indeed the parade of seasons is a joy like your poem and mother nature can be
nasty at times....thanks for a lovely read
regards
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Val Morehouse (9/26/2009 11:29:00 AM)
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Fiona, take a walk in my autumn garden called Hard Cider. I think you'll enjoy it as much as I enjoyed this lovely one on yours.
Val
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Bob Blackwell (9/19/2009 9:22:00 AM)
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A lovely nature poem, I love the changing of the seasons too, our spring is with us with lots of colour in our garden, with a promise of much more to come. 10+
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Carol Gall (9/15/2009 4:10:00 AM)
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lovely words fi one long parade of joy 10
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