DYK- September Days Are Here
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DYK- September Days Are Here
| Thu, 09-01-2011 - 8:56am |
Helen Hunt Jackson- September Poem
The goldenrod is yellow,
The corn is turning brown,
The trees in apple orchards
With fruit are bending down;
The gentian’s bluest fringes
Are curling in the sun;
In dusty pods the milkweed
Its hidden silk has spun;
The sedges flaunt their harvest
In every meadow nook,
And asters by the brookside
Make asters in the brook;
From dewy lanes at morning
The grapes’ sweet odors rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies–
By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather
And autumn’s best of cheer.


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dyk details ---- drowning in details.... coughing them up choking, sputtering... ugh
dyk I need to eat.
DYK I would sit her in her high chair and normally she starts to clap, but she would just wimper "Ba-baaaa."
DYK so sad!
dyk the designer keeps talking about painting this or that for the illusion of space
dyk I don't want the ILLUSION of space
dyk and whew, I don't know where there are shopping but $1450 for a 2 bedroom/1bath (2nd bedroom is a small attic space redone) WOWZERS
dyk it's very very sad. lol
DYK an illusion doesn't give me a place to put my crap!
DYK whoohoo!
DYK I finally found hair ties small enough to pull off the baby pony tail
DYK frog feetie pajamas
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