Autumn robed in gold
the leaves ever changing hues
remember what was
winds blow sleepy trees
covering a lonely bench
empty for all time
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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6 comments:
beautiful words!
Thank you Sandra. I am glad you liked my Haiku.
Melanie
Lovely, lovely
I feel this space - great job!
Thanks JP/deborah. I am glad that you liked.
Melanie
Much thanks Jeeves. Glad you liked it
Melanie
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