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October

The month of October is a most delightful time of the year. Though skies at times may be gray and the weather drear, It proffers so many splendid opportunities for our delight, Like the glowing hunter's moon casting its brilliant light! Trees have donned their colorful robes for our viewing pleasure. Languid Indian summer days linger with warmth that we treasure. Golden pumpkins ripen for jack-o-lanterns and delectable pies, And skeins of geese rule the pristine skies with their haunting cries! Busy farmers reap their harvests ere the snows begin to fly. Magnificent roses now silently close their petals with a final sigh. Oak and ash logs are hewn for a winter night's glowing flame, Nigh which folks will fellowship watching the Sunday game! Happy children relish a hayride down a moonlit country lane, Sipping hot apple cider and joining in harmonious refrain! Later to toast marshmallows and enjoy hearty wiener roasts, As they regale others by a roaring fire with tales of spooky ghosts! Halloween parties bobbing for apples and scary costumes are replete. The neighborhood echoes with anxious pleas of "Trick or Treat! Nothing quite compares to the wonderful sights and sounds of fall. October is nature's last resplendent spree ere come the wintry pall! Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF © All Rights Reserved

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Date: 10/10/2010 9:32:00 AM
i have really missed a lot on the soup, but i see you have not been on yourself. Hope you are doing good Bob,. have anice one,..p.d.
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Date: 10/4/2010 11:18:00 AM
Outstanding word picture of Oct, Sarge. Beautifully written. Gorgeous time of year. However raking time follows which is the pits. Oh well, nothing I can do but get out the rake and brush-up on a few choice cuss-words I use for that "special" occasion. Thanks for reading my silliness. You and Vera have a great week. Ralph/Una.
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Date: 10/3/2010 8:03:00 AM
I don't like cold weather Bob, but October harvest has always held a special delight for me. All the wine and harvest festivals! Your poem "October" uniquely displays a visual of these wonderful times, My friend! Agape, Moses
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Date: 10/2/2010 2:03:00 PM
My favorite , my favorite, Bob. love it.. wow! This is going to my favorites today, My favorite month of the year. You got it all right . It is more than a month to me.. it is called the end of the year is near.. Bob, this is an awesome job..lol,, Yes this month means everything to me,,lol,, My favorite holiday (Halloween) and my Birthday. Love it Bob, have a wonderful day.. Sorry your poem made me happy to read,..p.d.
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Date: 10/2/2010 1:46:00 PM
Loved uour poem Robert. Sounds like an old time haloween when things were simpler. Love, joyce
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Date: 10/2/2010 1:08:00 PM
Really enjoyed your poem Bob. I love Autumn, harvest time and Halloween ~ Sharon :)
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