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September Day

Rating: 5.0

Greyly hangs the sky
And chilly winds moan winter to the eves
As, pulling covers close 'gainst draughty day
I catch the sighing of the trees.


They call in vain for sun
Which, peeping from dour clouds with cheery smile
Gives momentary hope that 'ere day's done
Summer will be back for just a little while.

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Lynda Robson 17 November 2008

I love September, maybe because I was born in that month, your poem is so lilting and somehow comforting to read, thanks, 10 Lynda xx

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Tom Balch 16 August 2008

A lovelly piece, reminds me why I moved here regards tom

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