nothing makes my heart sing
like fields of wildflowers
and golden days
Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: A lingering autumn is a golden time. My new job is going well, but my days are a marathon of tasks. Have a magical week.
18 thoughts on “Golden Days”
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I love this bright autumn sight, poem, and statement, “A lingering autumn is a golden time.” Lingering is a word I love. Can you please package up Golden Days for my newest gallery, Abundant Autumn, Brenda? BTW: What is your new job?
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I’m senior contracts administrator at a tech company. Still writing… 🙂
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Busy lady by day, poet/writer by night! Congratulations!
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Well, more mom by night. So far, writing has fallen off a cliff. I have hopes for tomorrow, though.
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Autumn is unquestionably golden. Well done!
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Such a glorious time.
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Just love the sentence ” a lingering autumn is a golden time” and I thoroughly agree.
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Such beautiful days, scuffing in the leaves.
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Sounds like Dickinson. 🙂
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Thank you!
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Beautiful lines!
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Thanks!
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yes, and i wish the golden days would last a big longer, they are magical. be sure to take care of yourself, too –
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Ugh. Too many others to take care of. 🙂 LOL
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I was thrilled during a long walk yesterday to see a field liberally sprinkled with daisies. I know exactly what you mean about that singing heart! Glad to hear your job is going well and so happy that you’re still finding time to write your lovely poems!
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Thanks, Molly. It hasn’t been easy finding the quiet place and heart needed to write them.
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But you did it! Yay, you!
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🙂
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