by Barbara Miles Jackson
Hello September!
No falling leave yet,
Trees still green,
Standing tall and proud.
O' beautiful September,
With clouds that play,
In the blue sky,
The month of change.
A month of transition,
The start of school.
Summer's ending,
With a worker's holiday.
O' September signaling,
To star over to began.
To get back in place,
Before autumn began.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Barbara B-Miles Jackson, born in 1948, grew up in Texas, studied poetry as a student in school. The poetry of other poets inspired me to go forward, changing myself when I could not change my situation. I one child and two grandchildren., Later needing a way of expression and focus, I turned to writing poems. Writing reminds me, we must travel through life situations with as much grace and dignity as possible., I started writing in 1995 for an Open Poetry Contest with National and International Library of Poetry. Most In the US and other in Europe.