September's Child Poem by dave lessard

September's child is special
between the heat and cold;
subtle change of leaves
that make the autumn bold.

September's child is lovely
soft and mild and mellow;
a favorite time of year
for this September fellow.

September's child is winsome
her face is filled with love;
the women in September
are ones that we dream of.

September's child is playful
there's laughter in the voice;
there's crispness in the step
fall is their first choice.

September's child is golden
they shine among the rest;
colors shout from branches
and to them they do attest.