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Bitter For Sweet

Rating: 2.8

Summer is gone with all its roses,
Its sun and perfumes and sweet flowers,
Its warm air and refreshing showers:
And even Autumn closes.


Yea, Autumn's chilly self is going,
And winter comes which is yet colder;
Each day the hoar-frost waxes bolder,
And the last buds cease blowing.

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Pietro 6 01 March 2016

Short but very nice. I like the way this Poet writes about everything that surrond us: seasons, .animals, love and more...

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