Dearest September,
Warm we with your
Bright days and
Cool nights.
When the leaves start to fade, i
Want to remember why
They fall
And why earth’s cycle
Hangs delicately in the
Wind
Life blooms in the bright
But the colors have deepen
So our time has come to an end
Dearest September, I can
Only wait until God blows
Your breeze back through
My hair once again.
©Danie Rae
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