September
September comes blowing a cooling breeze,
Escorting Summer on her way.
Pretty yellow and gold colored leaves,
Teased by the wind dance and play.
Exciting colors of orange and red,
Make the Maples a fiery hue.
Bedecked so gaily from toe to head,
Ethreal Fall imbues,
Richness as Summer makes her bed.
Copyright © Judy Ball | Year Posted 2021
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