The Leaves in September
Summer Love
If June fell like the leaves in September
And love lost the journey before the storm
Summer would slip into the arms of winter
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Moonlight glowing among the stars, would falter
Love would be as naked as the trees
If June fell like the leaves in September
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Spring flowers would bloom, only to wither
First kisses would be forgotten with goodbyes
Summer would slip into the arms of winter
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Sunlight glowing among the clouds, would quiver
Love would be as frozen as the streams
If June fell like the leaves in September
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Lightning bugs would shine, only to disappear
First glances would be forgotten with farewells
Summer would slip into the arms of winter
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Sunlit colors would turn cold with December
Stories of love would vanish with July and August
If June fell like the leaves in September
Summer would slip into the arms of winter
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She loves me
She loved me. When I was small and my wee stayed to the paper. When I was rumpled skin and floppy big paws and big eyes looking up and waiting for her hands to find me, scooping me up and bringing me into her. And we were happy, so happy, so very, very happy. I was so happy to see her and danced my circles so she'd know how much I wanted nothing more than for her to hold me. I'd wrap, wiggle, wiggle and wrap my growing body with my bestest happy dance, slumping and kerplumping into her warm parts just like she liked me to. She was there and I was there, and we were there together, and it was perfect. Oh, how she loved me! We spent all our time together, playing inside, outside, up, down, going round and round. And she petted me and called me good girl when I made poops, and sometimes when I weed in her front yard or the neighbor's, and I was the best girl. For her, I really was! And she scratched me behind my ears, and it was heaven. I aowooo my joy! And she aowoooed hers too.
By Christy Munson6 days ago in Fiction
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Stunning work IW! BRAVO!
Yes it would. I feel this one deeply, Invisi.
Wow, this was such a peaceful experience for me. My soul felt soothed by your descriptive language and the way you eased us into the official season of winter beginning!! Great work Will!!
Breathtaking. Beautiful, stunning and breathtaking. You have such a way with words, Will. Wonderful entry and fine Top Story, congrats!
Congratulations on the Top Story!
Excellent poem
Beautiful ❤️ Love the picture this poem paints. Well done ♥️
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Amazing and emotional nature poetry! Happy New Year! 🥂
Great going! Keep up the fantastic effort—congratulations!😊👍
Effortless style..very flowing. Excellent job Will! 😊👍
Lovely 🌹
Another fantastic piece. ❤️
Amazing! I love how everything flows together perfectly. It shows the hard work you put into it. Congrats, Will!
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story!
I know now why thou art invisible. It adds such mystery and romance to these wonder words of June. And onwards go the seasons. Congrats.
lovely....just loved it
Congrats on Top Story! Lovely piece.
Congratulations on Top Story ❤️👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽🏆
Wonderful words! Congratulations on Top Story!
Congratulations. Definitely well deserved!
Absolutely a top story! 👏🏽💫✨
Will, I love the way the theme of the seasons, nature and the natural ebb and flow of relationships are highlighted so beautifully.
I read this three times and I love the lines in the poem . My favorite line : Love would be as naked as the trees.
Outstanding. Very beautiful and so lyrical.