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Sweet September
by Becca MortonThe sweet reminiscence of summer lingers in my mind
The sound of burning leaves crackles through the night air
The breeze is solemn, yet blissful as it ruffles my hair
The trees are like dancers swaying so swiftly under the moon<
Everything is so beautiful, so serene, so September
The grass is refreshingly moist from the early morning dew
The birds sweet songs echo through the trees
The sight of the rising sun makes the trees glisten
The leaves constantly changing into new, fragrant colors
Everything is so beautiful, so serene, so September
09/09/2003
Author's Note: This is dedicated to my favorite month... September...
Posted on 09/10/2003
Copyright © 2025 Becca Morton
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 09/10/03 at 02:17 AM Yes, this sounds so beautiful, so serene. You have successfully captured the scene. Its like what it is. So september. |
| Posted by Tim D Livingston on 09/11/03 at 03:41 PM I was thinking along those same lines as I stepped outside this morning to look around. How sweet it is.... |
| Posted by Adrian Calhoun on 09/13/03 at 02:13 PM Beautiful, a picture painted with words. Nice poem to find on a grey, rain soaked day such as this one. |
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