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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=528496" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fall, Magnificient Fall</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh to simply read you-Garrison-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Conjures up masterpieces in my minds eye-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Divine 'tis the Maple Tree (more so even now) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unbridled passion, flows throughout the Autumns sky; </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, the colours that you write of, Garrison-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Golden Yellows to the Blazing Reds...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And of course, Falls Dance of Romance-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the truth of the masterpieces-oft' ignored, once you're dead; </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You touch upon the reality of it all-Garrison-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not listening, as we ignore bad advise-given from the Maple tree...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when the rain comes pouring and the wind blows gales-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the end, what we really have is a heap of rotting leaves! ; </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">So say you of what it is like in St. Paul, Garrison? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our own mortality, it cannot be put on pause...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For we are as fragile and forgettable as the maple tree-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fighting our petty battles but for what noble cause? ? ? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You state basicically that we are born and then we die-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Can you imagine the obituarys of the great poets of the past? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dying so young- -as Shelley and Keats-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We might feel a twinge reading it- but it would not last! ? ! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fall, oh your magnificient Fall- - Garrison...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Remembering the young romantic poets of their time-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Writing at their very best at 25, 28, 29, and 31...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dying soon after completing their very best rhymes; </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh how i love to read you, Garrison...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So brave-not allowing a little stroke-get you down-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A Prairie Home Companion and 77 Love Sonnets-are a must...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Were you aware that you're creating a Legacy that will indeed live on? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">***************************************** ***********************************</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is with great admiration and esteem that i dedicate this poem<br>To Garrison Keilor...Of St Paul, Minnisota-Columnist-<br>Author of 77 Sonnets-Stroke Survivor Since The first Week In September Of 2009.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Here's to Spring Garrison<br>****Spring Magnificient Spring-Read it in the paper! ! ! <br>Da do run run da do run run...<br>Met him on a Monday and my heart stood still<br>Somebody told me that his name was Bill.<br>Da Do run run Da do run run...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Theodora+Onken">Theodora Onken</a><div class=q>
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Conjures up masterpieces in my minds eye-

Divine 'tis the Maple Tree (more so even now) 

Unbridled passion, flows throughout the Autumns sky; 





Oh, the colours that you write of, Garrison-

Golden Yellows to ..."></div>
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