The world is a-gurgle,
the pond a-splash,
the flowers a-slurp,
the sky a-flash,
and thus does summer
wash its face,
preparing for autumn’s
russet embrace.
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The world is a-gurgle,
the pond a-splash,
the flowers a-slurp,
the sky a-flash,
and thus does summer
wash its face,
preparing for autumn’s
russet embrace.
August 18, 2020 at 8:04 pm
I love this – it’s perfect. 🙂 I would have hit ‘like’ too except the WordPress Gods won’t allow me to. I guess I should be grateful I can still comment. On two blogs yesterday, I could like but couldn’t comment. Are they out to get the old folks? 🙂 Hope you had a good day. 🙂
August 18, 2020 at 9:53 pm
Yes, they are out to get the old folks! And it is not at all helping life at the moment! Phoo on ’em. Glad you liked the post, though! I hope your day was good, too, or at least not too bad.
August 19, 2020 at 2:26 pm
Our sky has been a-flashing most evenings this week. I’ll think of this the next time it happens.
August 19, 2020 at 3:24 pm
Thank you! That’s a lovely — if somewhat electrifying — thought!