Oh, September

Fall, my favorite season

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oh Sweet September

Your apples are dripping

From my tree

 

Your amber leaves

Are Gently Rustling

In my path

 

Oh Rich September

Your harvested garden

Is on my table

 

Your starry nights

Are gentle and beckoning

In my need for clarity

 

Oh lovely September

Your freshly canned fruit

Is waiting in my pantry

 

Your velvet antlered friends

Are quietly grazing

In my field

 

Oh Sweet September

You are my season of renewal

My long awaited fall

 

You have wrapped me in your blanket

And begun to sing

The winter’s lullaby

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem of the Fall. I like the cooler days. The world seem to slow down in September. I like the feel of quiet and peace in your words. Sometime Winter ain't so bad. If we are lucky people we care for will become closer. A amazing poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[joe shmo]

I like this poem a lot!

[china]

A very beautiful poem about September, one of my favorite months and Fall my favorite season. Thumbs up!

[Samuel Dickens]

A very nice job of conveying that autumn spirit. It's my favorite season, also, but it really doesn't show up here in the south until October. Now you've made me crave those colors, the rustling leaves, the brisk winds even more.

[Short.Nerd]

This is awesome! Great job (:

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

what a gorgeous delectable seasonal treat~ sweet fruit for the soul~

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

:) My favorite season too!

[Hello, Goodbye]

A very delightful poem.