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Elderberry Flourish
Long summer days now memories
For leaves are turning now.
A tapestry of pastel hues,
Adorning twig and bough.
Still the elderberry though
Hangs ripe upon the bush,
A final flourish, a luscious gift,
Before winter's coming hush.
Entry for END SEPTEMBER STANDARD CONTEST any theme,any form, max of 25 lines - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand.
28/9/2017
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Gary Smith
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