Friday, January 3, 2003

My November Guest Comments

Rating: 3.6
My Sorrow, when she's here with me,
Thinks these dark days of autumn rain
Are beautiful as days can be;
She loves the bare, the withered tree;


M Asim Nehal 10 December 2015
Amusing poem.............. Not yesterday I learned to know The love of bare November days Before the coming of the snow, But it were vain to tell her so, And they are better for her praise
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* Sunprincess * 30 October 2012
oh this one put a smile on my face..only a true nature love could have written this one..a pleasure to read..fabulous.. :)
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