Monday, September 2, 2013

Come September Comments

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Come now, September, faithful friend,
On whose pure, light air do I depend.
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Smoky Hoss 26 November 2013

Oh wow, what an absolutely stunning picture you offer up. The dreams of kings and queens could in no way give more splendor than these fine words. A nearly perfect poem... in my humble opinion. A scale of 10 does not do it justice.

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Laurie X3 02 September 2013

I love this poem! The seasons with their human-like traits! Yes September is just enough relief, but not too much of anything to steal away hope and belief like the dead of winter can. Just Beautiful.

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Jessica Lindsey 02 September 2013

Beautiful, perfect, lovely: ,)

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