September Poem by Edwina Reizer

September



If there's a month to remember
it must be September
and remember it we do.
For the summer has baked all in its sight
and we are ready for the view
of cooler days
and apples to munch,
and cider to drink
along with our lunch
The days will grow shorter
and the nights will linger
and sweaters and scarves will be worn.
The moon in the sky will start to turn orange.
And we'll remember September in the morn.
Yes the month of September, the one we remember
makes me happy that I was born.

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Rebecca Bell 07 September 2010

This poem gets me into the autumn spirit! I enjoy it.

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Edwina Reizer

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