Heather Burns


Days Of Long Ago - Poem by Heather Burns

In the golden days of Autumn
Spring and summer
long ago
observation ever present
Winter time on coming
snow

Now matured all is mellow
time of leisure
we conceive
yet unable to remember
long ago days receive.









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Topic(s) of this poem: seasons


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, August 8, 2014


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