Asters In Her Hair
asters in her hair
and wearing a hint of blush-
September strolls in. . . .
crooning melancholy strains
she bids adieu to summer.
October follows-
whimsical and ruddy-cheeked. . . .
sometimes blowing in
she brightly draws attention
then exits quite eerily
following sulking
in her sister’s faded gown
November arrives -
stepping lively at the time
of harvest’s celebration
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010
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