SEPTEMBER IS THE LOVELIEST MONTH
September is the loveliest month.
The sky is on permanent fire
The trees painted many colours
Burnished, it seems, with pure desire
In the park, ducks glide silently by
And the always busy seagulls
Coming in to land from on high
Whilst near the dozing oak tree
The squirrels nutmeg each other
Each acorn hoarded
For the soon-to-come cold weather.
Your arm in mine
We stroll down the park
Heading towards the sunset
Home before dark.
4 thoughts on “SEPTEMBER IS THE LOVELIEST MONTH”
As my favourite time of year begins you have summed it up perfectly!
Glad you enjoyed it.
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That’s a fine celebration of autumn, Tom.
(I’m getting behind with my blog reading and likely to remain so throughout October I’m afraid: we have a daughter staying with us from New Zealand for five weeks, with three small children and her husband for part of the time.)
Thank you for your comments, John. Enjoy your ‘autumn’ break with your family.