Wednesday, September 23, 2015
are we there yet by jingle yan
Treat your wounds in vain, Decorate your emotions with coal, A story
that is pure plain is a life without a goal. Do you agree? If YES! come
on, take this selection of words of wisdom and humor home, read more
and agree more, discover Jingle and her folk poetry to make your life
Jingle!
Thursday, September 10, 2015
september poem by lucy maud montgomery
Lo! a ripe sheaf of many golden days
Gleaned by the year in autumn's harvest ways,
With here and there, blood-tinted as an ember,
Some crimson poppy of a late delight
Atoning in its splendor for the flight
Of summer blooms and joys
This is September.
Gleaned by the year in autumn's harvest ways,
With here and there, blood-tinted as an ember,
Some crimson poppy of a late delight
Atoning in its splendor for the flight
Of summer blooms and joys
This is September.
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