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Autumn recites poetry to the manless meadow, Morning dew glistens and the sun is mellow. I enjoy a cool walk in morning's freshness, Yet memories of lost summer linger precious. Beside tall trees the grass is turning brown, Birds sing as colored leaves are coming down. I see a scarecrow, in the breeze fluttering, And the faded dying blooms without numbering! Autumn's here and will be with us for awhile, I see bales of hay stacked in orderly piles, Geese are growing restless, ready for flight, In search of another summer and other sights.

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Date: 10/8/2021 5:16:00 PM
This is enchanting and the description in the first line is as brilliant setting tone for the entire poem! BRAVO!
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 10/8/2021 10:13:00 PM
Thank you for your warm appreciation, Karen.
Date: 9/24/2021 5:48:00 PM
Hello Evelyn ... there's so much to write about for the calmest and most bountiful season of all. Your description is great Evelyn - Lindsay
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Date: 9/24/2021 1:21:00 AM
Always a boon to poets Evelyn
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 9/24/2021 10:49:00 AM
My favorite season, after summer. :D
Date: 9/21/2021 10:07:00 AM
So much enjoyment in this poem…the sights and sounds! Blessed day to you, my friend!
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 9/21/2021 4:55:00 PM
I am happy to hear that, Kim. Thank you for gladdening my day. :D
Date: 9/21/2021 1:34:00 AM
Pure love of nature, a wonderful poem. Hugs.
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 9/21/2021 9:40:00 AM
Thank you for the pleasure of your warm remarks. :D
Date: 9/20/2021 7:05:00 PM
I really loved this line, Evelyn: Birds sing as colored leaves are coming down. Your poem is full of hues and metaphors and flawlessly crafted. Well-Done.
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 9/20/2021 7:47:00 PM
Your enjoyment in this verse is so rewarding, Lasaad. Thank you for letting me know of it. :)

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