On a September Day As I Sit
On a September day as I sit
on my front porch
watching the yellow leaves
fall ever so fast
from an old black walnut tree
my daddy planted in the past,
On a September day as I sit
I think where did the summer go
it just did not seem to last
look at the hummingbird
stopped to take a sip or two
from my feeder
he know summer is about through,
On a September day as I sit
on my front porch
the hot sun feel so good
as it beat down upon my feet
I know soon I will have to move over
to let winter take my seat
I will miss picking fresh green beans
from my garden with a
tomato or two
I feel sad because
summer nearly through,
On a September day as I sit
on my front porch
frogs frogs I watch hop everywhere
who but me really cares
crickets have now arrived
as I love watching them jump
out side,
the bees are gathering there honey
and closing up there nest
soon the cool air will arrive
bees know what best,
On a September day as I sit
on my front porch
it not to late to go
out to a fair or fest
pick up a beautiful purple mum
to plant in my flower bed
I always remember God in control
just like my life
Happy Fall to you all
I think enough said.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
About this poem:
I just feel a little sad when summer end so I put my thoughts
on to paper.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
