Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Golden Petals

This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, 
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.

~William Shakespeare


Like a welcome summer rain, 
humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, 
the air and you. ~Langston Hughes  


How sociable the garden was.
We ate and talked in given light.
The children put their toys to grass
All the warm wakeful August night.

~Thomas Gunn


I know I am but summer to your heart, 
and not the full four seasons of the year.
~Edna St. Vincent Millay

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