September Sky Poem by Paul Reed

September Sky



Lying on my back

In the late summer sun

The September sky hangs over me,

A glimpse back into summer

And it's heady days

When warmth eased our ills;

Sculptured white clouds, seemingly fixed,

Immovable in their predestined positions

Unnoticed, unloved, unimaginable

Yet mine for the moment

Each a memory of happy times

And beauty discovered,

Mine on this September day

September Sky
Tuesday, September 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: skies
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