Like Coins Between a Dying Miser’s Fingers…

October turned my maple’s leaves to gold.

By Anne in Literature, Quote on
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dandelion featured

Maple Leaves

October turned my maple’s leaves to gold;
The most are gone now; here and there one lingers;
Soon these will slip from out the twig’s weak hold,
Like coins between a dying miser’s fingers.

~  Thomas Bailey Aldrich

golden oak leaves featured

So, don’t trifle away the time allotted to you, esteemed visitor of this humble blog.

 

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~ In the right order of nature, the flesh is subject to the spirit and not the reverse. ~ The Cloud of Unknowing

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