When the yellow hues turn gold
And shades of orange appear bold,
The fiery ball begins to sink
Ever so slowly to the brink.
When pretty flowers turn their heads to sleep,
The mellowing colours continue to bleed…
The lilting grass starts to droop
And birds hurry back, it’s time to roost.
Daytime is fading,
Twilight is calling,
The final hour is here…
The hour before darkness is always the sweetest
Hear! Hear! Hear!
-Leha
The Literary Affair 
Awesome poem painting a vivid picture in poetic hues. You made me nostalgic.
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Hey (leha)
A very well-developed blog with step by step guidance on A literary affair.
The way you explained each point with necessary details is really commendable.
I highly appreciate your hard work for creating this blog that is very useful to those more particularly who are facing problems to choose books.
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Thank you so much for taking the time to leave a wonderful comment. I’m glad you like it. Stay tuned for more writings!
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Wonderful Leha exited about ur work
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Nice reviews waiting fr more
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Thanks a lot!
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Poetically amazing!!
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Thanks!!
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