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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=553175" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Forests of autumn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=553175" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I see her, by the lamplight; waiting, <br>I watch her from the shadows, so dark, <br>Her hair; ruffled by the soft autumn breeze, <br>Shining; as gold in the forests of autumn, <br>Eyes sparkling, so dark, so brown, <br>As the brown, in the forests of autumn.<br> Her hand traces slowly; a pattern, <br>through the mist, falling gently, softly, <br>onto the mirror she holds, reflecting starlight, <br> Into her eyes.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=553175" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">She is waiting; like a girl for her first love, <br>Waiting nervously; .... waiting for me, <br>So pretty, so wonderful, so shy, so..! , <br>The lamplight still shines; but she has gone, <br> Into the shadows of time.<br>No pattern traced her mirror, no mirror did I see, <br> No; .... No one.<br>The wind blows colder, from the forests of autumn, <br> I walk; alone, in the silence, <br>Thinking, ..Remembering, <br> She died two years ago.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=553175" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Moonlight steals slowly, <br>across the sands where I sit, <br>The sea, speaks with murmurs on the rocks, <br>On the shore; ..deserted, <br>The wind of autumn whispers, across the sailors graves, <br>Free of lifes worries, ... free of lifes joys, <br>I listen to the murmurings; Alone, <br> In this eerie solitude.<br>I turn and feel, sea spray upon the wind, <br>in my hair; ..against my cheek, <br>My eyes taste the salt; .. though closed; <br> Of my tears</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=553175" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Quietness descends; .. like an angels cloak, <br> Can that angel; ..be her of my pain, my tears, <br> For she has died, <br> My tears are touched......and dried, <br>By the wind; from the forests of autumn.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Laurie+hill">Laurie hill</a></strong></div>

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