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Thursday, September 8, 2011

SEPTEMBER

 September

 The golden-rod is yellow;
The corn is turning brown;
The trees in apple orchards
With fruit are bending down.

The gentian's bluest fringes
Are curling in the sun;
In dusty pods the milkweed
Its hidden silk has spun.

The sedges flaunt their harvest,
In every meadow nook;
And asters by the brook-side
Make asters in the brook,

From dewy lanes at morning
The grapes' sweet odors rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies.
By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer's best of weather,
And autumn's best of cheer.

But none of all this beauty
Which floods the earth and air
Is unto me the secret
Which makes September fair.

'T is a thing which I remember;
To name it thrills me yet:
One day of one September
I never can forget.

Helen Hunt Jackson

MAKE IT A GREAT DAY!

11 comments:

  1. Don't you love September! Great poem!
    Sherry

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  2. Wonderful poem. Sorry I have not commented lately, life is getting in the way of blogging--go figure : ) I always love reading your blog, even though I might not have the time to comment. Many blessings,
    Jeanette

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  3. La, I love the poem! Not sure if I am ready for summer to end or not...guess I really have no say in the matter, so best just enjoy it!
    Hugs, Beth

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  4. Happy September La! It's been a wet one for us so far, but it is a bit cooler:@)

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  5. La, great poem. Love September and this poem sure describes the month to a T..

    Karan

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  6. Love that poem. All the best things about September.

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  7. Hello la,
    what a wonderful leaf and poem.
    Happy fall!
    Best greetings, Johanna

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  8. Hi La,
    Oh how BEAUTIFUL, my friend!!! Love your poem!!! And thank you so much for posting my button--I'm so excited--the club will be fun!!
    XO
    Cindy

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  9. Fall is my favorite season. We certainly don't have those pretty leaves yet...but I love it when we do! Beautiful poem.

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  10. That was a beautiful ode to September - that wonderful month on the cusp of autumn.

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  11. La, there were flowers in there that I have never heard of (sedges and gentians). I love September, ut it seems a bit sad that life is racing towards the holidays again and outdoor weather is leaving us. I tried to play hard this summer, but there is always more playing to do than I have time. Joni

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