Hello September


Hello September


By end of August, leaves curl on the trees;
   the hues of brown and yellow catch our eye.
The deepened shades of green fade in degrees,
   and soon it's time that Summer says goodbye.

Now cool September bends to Fall's concern,
   though still, some Summer warmth may overflow, 
the shortening of days signals the turn
   to think about our Autumn's golden glow.

The colored crispness of bright fallen leaves
   negates the loss of Summer's carefree days.
Progression's slow, but day by day Fall weaves
   a special time of year that will amaze.

September makes her mark with Labor Day,
   when then we know for sure that Summer's done.
Our thoughts turn to lifestyles another way,
   preparing for our Wintertime's long run.


Sandra M. Haight

helloseptemberiambic pentameter

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