Goldenrod (Elaine Goodale Eastman Poems)
When the wayside tangles blazeIn the low September sun,When the flowers of Summer daysDroop and wither, one by one,Reaching up ...
When the wayside tangles blazeIn the low September sun,When the flowers of Summer daysDroop and wither, one by one,Reaching up ...
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