September
returning
burning
after
sleeping
sweeping
keeping
as we are
recalling
falling
leaving
singing
bringing
Autumn's
long
summer
songs

voices
awaiting ...
dating
wings
ones
that
play
say
me
  joyful
sounding
hymns
capricious
whims

  Gehl
tractor's
are
going
mowing
rowing
growing
cutting
strutting
whil­e
bracing
gracing
meadows
and
fields
yields
cruising
using
all
day
gathered
memories
of
sweet
smelling
hay
a lost
waif
in the sky
I sigh

oh I
remember
My
Dearest
September
  the
lonesome
bittersweet
that
humming
drumming
beat
it
calls me
home again
my
waiting
wanting...

Sweet
September
friend.


Cherie Nolan © 2016