September Poem by Phil Soar

September



Look on me, September
Throw caution to the winds
Show me all the beauty I remember
Respectfully,
Free me from all my sins
The changes that you bring leave room for nothing
As you fill each day with systematic grit
And when you leave, please do so as you entered
For that, I really wouldn't mind a bit

Sunday, September 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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