September is the month of love.It's the month of sadness and loneliness, too.This poem gives me a special feeling.I really like the line: ''Clear blue, like your eyes''. Nothing is greater than standing on a mountain high, looking at the blue sky and the falling yellow fall leaves.
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September is the month of love.It's the month of sadness and loneliness, too.This poem gives me a special feeling.I really like the line: ''Clear blue, like your eyes''. Nothing is greater than standing on a mountain high, looking at the blue sky and the falling yellow fall leaves.