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Gymnopedies No 1

I apologize for the impossible whispering memories now drifting through time autumn rivers indian givers stealing summer when once it was mine winter chills once it was easy now nothing will rhyme I'm trapped in forever with talkative mimes ...yet still i dream and go where the summer river's flowing refrain and here i am and fear where it all - has gone...

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Suzanne Delaney

Date: 9/3/2022 7:03:00 AM

Back again. I really wanted to write a poem to your challenge using this music. So much going on right now with buying a winter getaway in Florida. Perhaps down there when I am dreaming on a beach far from Autumn it will het me….and yes I will miss the spectacular foliage. Hugs to you.

Craig Cornish
Date: 9/3/2022 9:50:00 AM

We winter in Florida Suz -- on the west coast north of Tampa (more laid back there)--where are you looking?

Suzanne Delaney

Date: 9/2/2022 5:02:00 PM

Beautiful, Craig: Matches the mood and tone of the music. I had heard this music many times not knowing the name. This is a fav for me as I am now wondering myself where the years have gone? Autumn came to quickly. SuZ

Craig Cornish
Date: 9/2/2022 6:39:00 PM

Suz...your perception is exactly the journey---yet, the foliage is spectacular! Hugs

Charlotte Puddifoot

Date: 8/15/2022 7:36:00 AM

lovely reflective lyrics to match an equally lovely piece of music.:)

Craig Cornish
Date: 8/15/2022 10:01:00 AM

Thanks so much Charlotte

Susan Woodrow

Date: 8/5/2022 9:51:00 AM

Love it! Goes very well with the music..especially like the Indian giver taking summer lines and the autumn and summer rivers are so apt :)

Craig Cornish
Date: 8/15/2022 10:01:00 AM

Thank you Susan