Tuesday, March 30, 2010

FALLEN LEAVES

There came a perfect day when I was ten
An idle Autum day of faultless sky
I clutched a shining dime that I could spend
For any longed-for thing it would buy
A lovely stillness lay along the street
The sun embraced me in its golden span
The fallen leaves addressed my eager feet
And moved in russet showers as I ran
That perfect day will never come again
And yet I spent it at its proper time
With all the wisdom of a child of ten
As wisely as I spent the shining dime.

32 comments:

  1. Oh Margie I just loved this poem.I can picture a girl of ten running to the little store to spend her dime.was it on candy?

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  2. I love the story within the poem! Really great, Margie!!!

    Kristin :)

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  3. Rhyme it. Dime it. Short and interesting. Thanks!

    PEACE!

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  4. A perfect poem for a perfect autumn day.....:-) Hugs

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  5. After a rough, long day, this was just what I needed to read. Thanks, Margie!

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  6. That was lovely - a great day, one in a million, that perfect day or a perfect moment in time.;) Experienced only once perhaps for some, at any age.;))
    I love your beautifully contemplative poems, that speak on so many levels at all times.
    Beautiful dear Margie, I really loved this one.;))
    As I always love my visits here,
    xoxoxo
    Zuzana

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  7. Your poetry always have the themes of nature and childish innocence and that's what makes it truly beautiful.

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  8. I love this...and I can see her too...☺

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  9. Your poem brought back memories of my childhood walks to our country store. It was just 8 houses up the road, even pennies could get you a small bag of candy. The owner knew everyone by name too!

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  10. Tender-hearted reminiscence you do magnificently my dear lady :)

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  11. This poem reminded me of walking to a store about three blocks from our house to a store where they sold penny candy. We went behind the counter and found our candy. The owner of the store knew our names and always greeting us by name as we walked in the door. Loved this one. It brought back such fond childhood memories.

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  12. Hi Margie, this is so nice. I can the ten year old you learning to spend wisely and yet enjoying the experience. You are so right, that day will not be with you again but it will always be a wonderful memory. You have so many lovely memories. I hope your day is as lovely as your poem!

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  13. HI MARGIE-
    I love this poem of a time long ago that is perfect in your memory. :-)

    Love to you
    Gail
    peace.....

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  14. short and perfect i really enjoyed while reading

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  15. So sweet and so beautiful, Margie! I remember when a dime was a serious amount of cash. :) I love these lines - they're perfect --

    "The fallen leaves addressed my eager feet
    And moved in russet showers as I ran"

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  16. Always so full of gratitude and sweetness your posts... a quite different flashback to the one I posted yesterday

    Thanks my dear MArgie for always being so lovely!!!
    :)

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  17. There are some lovely songs on the theme of 'fallen leaves' - and here comes your little poem about a girl and a dime walking through fallen leaves to spend the money on some confetti. The imagery is warming the reader's heart.

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  20. The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
    But I have promises to keep
    And miles to go before I sleep,
    And miles to go before I sleep.

    - Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost


    Margie hun this beauuutiful post of ur's reminded me of that graceful & v deep poem by RF. There's so much beauty around us...but we can only enjoy em for a lil while...perfect moments come and go...and we stop and admire...and then, we must continue with our journey.

    XO
    missed ya!
    Keshi.

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  21. love that picture! and now i want a poem about what could be bought with the dime :)

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  22. What a beautiful poem!

    And I really really loved the picture!

    Lena

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  23. Hi Starry
    Thanks for your visit and very nice comment.
    So good to know that you loved my poem.
    Yes, it was candy!

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    Thanks so much, Kristin.
    I appreciate your kind words.

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    Hello Steve
    Always nice to have you visit.
    Thanks for the comment.

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    Thank you Bernie, for the nice comment ... hugs!

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    Hi Rick
    It made me happy to know that my little poem could help.
    Thanks so much for the kind words.
    And you are most welcome!
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    Hello Zuzana
    Oh, you are so kind and generous with your comments.
    You always make me smile :)
    Thanks so much!

    Enjoy your break and have a wonderful weeeknd!
    Shall miss your posts while you are gone.
    xo

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    Thank you Maha for the kind words.
    Much appreciated!

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    Happy to know you loved my poem, Sarah.
    Thank you!

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    Hello Wanda
    I had a country store that I walked to, just like you did.
    Mine was so close by and the store owner was a family friend and would sometimes give me free candy.
    Nice memories!

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    Loved that sweet comment, Lorraine.
    Thank you dear!

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    Hi Anne
    We share very similar childhood memories.
    Wonderful memories.
    I walked to a little store that was close by and the owner also knew everyone by name.
    Oh, those penny candy, didn't you love them?

    So nice to know you loved my poem, thanks Anne, for the kind words.
    Have a great day, my friend!

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    Hello TechoBabe
    So enjoyed your nice comment.
    Thanks so much for sharing it!
    You are so kind!

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    Hi Gail
    It was a while ago but it seems like just yesterday.
    Thanks for loving my poem.

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    Hello Travelling Rants
    Nice to see you here again.
    Your nice comment was appreciated.
    Thank you!

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    Hi Talon
    Many thanks for the kind words.
    Loved them!

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    Hello Dulce
    Thanks so much.
    But there was nothing wrong with your post.
    Today's post I loved.
    Very, very nice!

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    Hi Duta
    How very kind of you to say that about my poem.
    It meant a lot to me.
    Many thanks.

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    Thanks so much, Constructive Attitude.

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  24. Dear Keshi
    Oh, how wonderful to have a visit from you!
    I have missed you very much in Blogland.

    That Robert Frost poem is one of my all time favorites and what an honor that my little poem reminded you of it.
    Thanks sweet Keshi.

    Be happy, my friend.
    Miss you, always!

    Margie :)
    xo

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  25. Thanks so much, Laura fot the kind words!

    Margie :)

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  26. Hi Jessie
    I know you could write a very good one!
    Thanks for your visit and nice comment.

    Margie :)

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  27. Hello Lena
    Your kind words are appreciated.
    Many thanks!

    Margie :)

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  28. Isn't childhood beautiful? Another one of your lovely creations. I very much enjoyed reading this Margie.

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  29. smiles. you brought to mind perfect days of my own from back in the day...that one may not but i imagine another perfect day will come your way, just different...

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Each day comes
bearing its own gifts ...
Untie the ribbons.

-Ruth Ann Schabacker