April, June and dull November
All the rest have thirty-one
Except February alone
which has but twenty-eight days clear
and twenty -nine in each leap year.
Warm September brings the fruit
Sportsmen then begin to shoot.
Here we are in the wonderful month of September. There is something so nice about it, it is a golden yellow month. Yes it is true that summer has gone but there are still lovely days to be enjoyed. here is my poem for the day by the Scottish poet Alexander Smith (1829 - 1867) and hope you all have a lovely September, whether you are starting school or college or uni, a new job or a new course of Line dancing or Pottery.
Best I love September's yellow,
Morns of dew-strung gossamer
Thoughtful days without a stir,
Rooky clamours, brazen leaves,
Stubble darted o'er with sheaves -
More than Spring's bright uncontrol
Suit the Autumn of my soul.