A September Morning

The morrow was a bright September morn; 
The earth was beautiful as if newborn; 
There was nameless splendor everywhere, 
That wild exhilaration in the air, 
Which makes the passers in the city street 
Congratulate each other as they meet.

~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 

13 Comments on “A September Morning

    • Hi Linda. Thanks for that. So much to see, so much to enjoy – We have to remember 😎❤

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