A full boat too far out before the gale A stark sun shining in the late September day
A full boat too far out before the gale
A stark sun shining in the late September day
A new blossom within an expanse of browning leaves.
Out of place, out of time.
We stay too long
in seasons and life,
but who wouldn’t wish to linger?

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Beautiful poem
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