Lo! a ripe sheaf of many golden days
Gleaned by the year in autumn's harvest ways,
With here and there, blood-tinted as an ember,
Some crimson poppy of a late delight
Atoning in its splendor for the flight
Of summer blooms and joys
This is September.
Gleaned by the year in autumn's harvest ways,
With here and there, blood-tinted as an ember,
Some crimson poppy of a late delight
Atoning in its splendor for the flight
Of summer blooms and joys
This is September.
~L. M. Montgomery
Definitely one of my favorite authors of all time. She was just human like the rest of us but her mind was so full and questioning. :) Her choice of words are always right. I might steal this for next year or a graphic or something... do you mind?
ReplyDeleteoh, not at all ~ what is a blog for but to spread around the things you love? =)
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