Tuesday, November 25, 2014

And The City Has Disappeared Comments

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At altitude, winter arrives many moons
Before her appointed time. Red, gold, russet
And orange leaves desperately cling to conifers
In a vain attempt to hold hands with fall just a bit longer.
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Sharon Peeples
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Hebert Logerie Sr. 31 August 2015

There is something romantic about the first snowfall just like the first day of spring. I enjoy your writing. Thank you for reading my poems.

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Edward Kofi Louis 25 November 2014

Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.

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Sharon Peeples 10 May 2015

Thank you kindly! ~Sharon

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Sharon Peeples 10 May 2015

Thank you so much! ~Sharon

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