Eternal Summer. Those are beautiful
words.
And even though it's already
September
Sometimes mornings are like summer:
golden and green.
It rains in the afternoon
though.
I’ve been jumping from one book to
another
Hoping to get myself immersed
But nothing really holds my
attention.
I try to read aloud to slow me down.
Doesnt last long. It doesnt last
that long.
I want a book to experience.
A story that will transcend my
reality
And hold me transfixed even for a
day.
Like a drug -like flying high.
So will you recommend me a book?
Cause im reading a lot of poems.
--In Search of A Good Book, Tabulyogang
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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
--SONNET 18 by William Shakespeare
