They sing my song
in September's night
inviting clouds to sing with them
with music of melodious rain
to quench the fields and drains.
They collect pollen from flowers
disburse amongst the wind
to carry and fill the aurora
with milky white so that
morning is filled with
crimson love and brighter light
I'm sitting at my corner waiting
if i can get a little bit.
September rains bring great excitement. Love and life are filled with joy. Beautiful poem to sing. Thank you.
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a beautiful song to sing a rainy night a lovely song