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By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather
And autumn’s best of cheer.

Helen Hunt Jackson - September
The breezes taste
Of apple peel.
The air is full
Of smells to feel-
Ripe fruit, old footballs,
Burning brush,
New books, erasers,
Chalk, and such.
The bee, his hive,
Well-honeyed hum,
And Mother cuts
Chrysanthemums.
Like plates washed clean
With suds, the days
Are polished with
A morning haze.

John Updike, September
Learn English in September

Step-by-step-story 15

Help to make a story with your friends.

Continue the story using ONLY 4 words. It must make sense and no rude ones please!


The trees whispered in...........
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  • amatsuscribbleramatsuscribbler Posts: 3,939 mod
    The tree whispered in the language of nature........
  • OlegOleg Posts: 4,278 ✭✭✭✭✭
    edited February 2018
    The tree whispered in the language of nature and numbness.
    Nothing could be seen in the darkness, and there was not a sound in the dead air. Only purple-bluish river-mist...

    Hi Oleg- lovely sentence but you can only use 4 words!
    Post edited by amatsuscribbler on
  • amatsuscribbleramatsuscribbler Posts: 3,939 mod
    edited March 2018
    The tree whispered in the language of nature and numbness.

    Nothing could understand the words but each of us knew
    Post edited by Hermine on
  • HermineHermine Posts: 8,905 ✭✭✭✭
    ops, sorry, I made to easy for myself. Here I give it a new try..

    The tree whispered in the language of nature and numbness.

    Nothing could understand the words but each of us knew
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