September

When vibrant leaves begin to curl
the glossy green can grow no more;
the pencil returns to student’s hand
and heat-tired leaves begin to fall,
Yet as colors die around our heads
the sky shines ever so brightly
and pumpkin, squash, corn and apples
grow hearty, ripe, robust and mighty,
So before you hide your splendid reach
and before you hibernate stiffly,
let me sink to your shadowed richness
and hold your presence closely.