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October
O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call.
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow,
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know;
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon, release another leaf.
One from our trees, one far away;
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes’ sake, along the wall.
by Robert Frost, from A Boy's Will, 1913
Welcome to the month of greatness!
Wishing you all a really golden October.
Sincerely yours,
isabella
linked with: My Corner of the World - Sunday Best #449 - Mosaic Monday No. 155- Thankful Thursday - Skywatch Friday - Saturday Critters #616 - Little Things Thursday
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