October weeps like only she knows how
with leaves as bright as fire upon her lowly bough.
She hangs her weeping branches in sorrow and dismay
for winter will soon fade her vibrant colors away.
October weeps like clouds of vapor from the sky
for in her heart she knows that she will surely die.
yet in due time her death will come to pass.
and someday her colors shall return at last.
October weeps like a child who's lost it's mother.
it weeps with tears of one who's lost a friend or lover.
And though she weeps her tears are not in vain
for the cycle of her life shall return someday again.
Weep not for October, for it's not her bitter end
she shall return in splendor like a most familiar friend.
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Written October 6th, 2005
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I thought this was brilliant, absolutely loved it, fantastic, one small typo though, at least i think, in the second verse you put Past and i think you meant to put Pass, anyway thanks again for sharing this awesome piece.
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oh,how beautiful this is.i feel this way when one season passes but then as the other season comes i fall in love with its wonders and look forward to the cycle to began all over again.you have made me see october in a different light.girl,you are sitting on a powerhouse of talent there.
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beautiful
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this is beautiful, check you last line. i enjoyed reading this, the rhyme is good and the flow works well. october does weep well in your poem.
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Ms Diamond, you sparkle all year round and capture readers with the quality of your lustre. I’m your servant I yield to your skill at offering emotion through images painted with a subtle selection of words. ---- Thank you.
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Avril this a beautiful piece, you have given October life with this work even though it is in death, excellent a most enjoyable read well done
If i may make a suggestion the font colour is a touch hard to read with the background.but thats a minor detail for such a wonderful poem
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