SEPTEMBER TIME AGAIN
When summer days are waning,and you feel the slightest chill
As the daylight turns to twilight; the sun sinks low behind the hill.
When sports fans think of football and school schedules start to fill
When the garden looks forsaken, but the food is on the shelf
And there’s a sense of satisfaction that you grew it by yourself
And you’re blessed with the abundance of the year’s new harvest wealth
Then you know that it’s September time again.
When you dread the thought of winter ‘cause you know it’s coming soon
But you revel in the beauty of the ochre harvest moon;
“When Autumn Leaves Begin To Fall” is now your favorite tune
You know that it’s September time again.
When Canada geese fly over in response to Nature’s call
And you savor every moment as the leaves begin to fall
With colors so magnificent your soul they do enthrall
Then you know that it’s September time again.
Written by Joan Rowden Hart on Sept. 8, 2017 - a perfect September day
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