Ann Kathryn Brusca: Golden Days

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Sunday, April 27, 2014

Golden Days

Golden Days Golden days when the leaves lose their green, And turn golden and orange and scarlet is seen. The oaks drop their acorns as they tumble down, And the squirrels in a scramble pick them up from the ground. The apples are ripe, just ripe for the picking, The harvest is in and the kids treat... Sign in to see full entry.

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