September SunA Poem by A.A.RomanczukI stand watching the river flow as it has for centuries Taking shallow breathes under the furtive caresses of The September Sun I step back shyly- careful not to disturb Autumn regally moving in "Darling, your hands are cold" he says Well don't just stand there... My Soul is frostbitten- But this Sun sure feels good Why are You here?
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3 Reviews Added on September 20, 2011 Last Updated on September 20, 2011 AuthorA.A.RomanczukNJAbout“A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” - Oscar Wilde Feel free to check out my first publis.. more..Writing
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