
Summer’s scorching reign was over, and the world finally became a stage for the succeeding princess. High hopes were held of her and the events of her coronation as documented in a lost journal reads;
As the sun crowned autumn,
with a fitting tiara bathed in gold,
whistling winds blew their bagpipes,
tree twigs swayed softly in the melodious aura,
and lush leaves fell fatuously
in deference to her majesty;
Alas, not all subjects agreed to bend the knee,
for they feared the land’s drought may never cease,
and how did the new queen respond?
Well, she sicced her soldiers on them.
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Yet another one of your amazing pieces, Nonso!!✨✨
What I especially love about your poems is how each one has an analogy with nature.
You continue to inspire me with such enthralling details.
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Thanks so much, Ana. I feel honoured to know you feel this way towards my poems. I’m forever grateful for your support and also that of nature🙂.
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Very nice!
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Thanks a lot. Your “Autumn leaves” poem is magnificent. Seems we are already looking ahead of her reign😄🍃.
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Ah, thank you so much!
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Beautiful
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Thanks Anita. 👑🍃🐜
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Hey there!
For being the fantabulously amazing writer you are, I nominated you for the Penable Award. I would be delighted if you accept this nomination!
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That’s a great one..!🙌🏻❤
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Thanks a lot, Akshita. 🍂🍃
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My pleasure 🙂💐
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Luscious language. Thank you!
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Anytime Susan, but, I should thank you more for finding the wording appealing.🍂🍁🍃
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That’s so funny! Thank you.
Gwen.
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Indeed Gwen. Only autumn can make us feel this way🙂.
Thanks for your remark.🍁🍃
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Beautiful blog
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🍃🙏
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