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September

September starts the tell tale sign of fall.

   Children now start back to school.

     Still warm out and it makes you dull.

       Even work breaks some of the rules.

 

Some leaves have began to fall.

  Some have even began to change.

     Gardens are being cleared away.

        Many are into, recycle today.

 

Evenings longer you can't stay.

   Nights now shorten the day.

     Birds start to hover to fly away.

       Collecting larger and larger groups to fly.

 

Why is it summer must end?

   Why is it seasons must change?

      Life seems so full in every way.

        Now we have to go back home to stay.

 

 

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  • Tamera
    September 5, 2007

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    The birds migrating are a fall sight to inspire aren't they. The insincts to fly as days shorten and wind chills is part of the seasons magic. Thank you for presenting it here in this beautiful poem.


  • Tamera
    August 30, 2007
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    Thank you for entering the contest and good luck!