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 I am always so sad when they don't crouch anymore
dyk but I should probably be grateful that I survived them and can now laugh at myself
dyk i have no idea what the toddler crouch is
dyk baby stuff is like another language to me!
dyk silly, slutty... same thing
dyk hahaha -- totally kidding, kinda. HAHA
dyk and of course Body of Proof
Dyk the new case should be interesting. I've never worked a civil case of this nature before, and the payout will be in the millions. So exciting!
Dyk I didnt become a lawyer for the money, but not having to pay my loans every month would be awesome and a huge weight off my shoulders.
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