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A December Day

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Blue, blue is the sea to-day,
Warmly the light
Sleeps on St. Andrews Bay --
Blue, fringed with white.

That's no December sky!
Surely 'tis June
Holds now her state on high,
Queen of the noon.

Only the tree-tops bare
Crowning the hill,
Clear-cut in perfect air,
Warn us that still

Winter, the aged chief,
Mighty in power,
Exiles the tender leaf,
Exiles the flower.

Is there a heart to-day,
A heart that grieves
For flowers that fade away,
For fallen leaves?

Oh, not in leaves or flowers
Endures the charm
That clothes those naked towers
With love-light warm.

O dear St. Andrews Bay,
Winter or Spring
Gives not nor takes away
Memories that cling

All round thy girdling reefs,
That walk thy shore,
Memories of joys and griefs
Ours evermore.

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 21 February 2017

Memories of joys and griefs! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 21 February 2017

Memories that cling.... thanks for sharing....

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Amar Agarwala 21 February 2017

Rhythm, rhyme and a beautiful description of nature... Robert Fuller Murray excels in every respect. What a wonderful write.

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Susan Williams 21 February 2017

I think that this is the most touching description of a scenic place and season that I have read.

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Anil Kumar Panda 21 February 2017

Joy and sorrow are parts of life. A nice poem. Thanks for sharing.

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Gerhardus Keen 21 February 2017

Deep personal feelings of the poet.

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Tom Allport 21 February 2017

a nice poem of a beautiful place? full of memories both good and bad.

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