Love Poems

Under the Harvest Moon


Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over garden nights,
Death, the gray mocker,
Comes and whispers to you
As a beautiful friend
Who remembers.

Under the summer roses
When the flagrant crimson
Lurks in the dusk
Of the wild red leaves,
Love, with little hands,
Comes and touches you
With a thousand memories,
And asks you
Beautiful, unanswerable questions.
Carl Sandburg
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Name: Saraz2012-04-30
I wanted to dlonwoad one of these clips to use as a background for my animated logo for class but when I right click on the moon, and then click on save as source or save as quicktime, a dialogue box pops up asking me to buy now . What do I need to do to access them? Please respond to my email address as I don't know if I'll remember this site.
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