Remembering…the days of wine and roses, tawny days and early morning walks in the cool and bashful morning mist…
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“THESE are the tawny days:
your face comes back.
The grapes take on purple:
the sunsets redden early on the trellis.
The bashful mornings hurl gray mist
on the stripes of sunrise.
Creep, silver on the field,
the frost is welcome.
Run on, yellow balls on the hills,
and you tawny pumpkin flowers,
chasing your lines of orange.
Tawny days: and your face again.”*
*Tawny by Carl Sandburg
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