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Poet's Platform Column | 20 Sept. 07

by Janet Nesler | The Scioto Voice | Wheelersburg, Ohio

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Summer's parching sun is setting,
Orange-gold leaves wave against the autumn sky,
Beauty beyond description, unfolding,
The morning air is crisp and dry.

I am seeing from my window,
Fading flowers with heads bent low,
Mums and Asters bright as noonday,
Colorful gardens in fall's familiar glow.

Autumn is the time for reaping,
Brought on by summer's sun and rain,
We are grateful for God's promise,
Nature's beauty, food and grain.

Summer's life is quickly waning,
Birds are packing up to go,
Nature's handiwork is changing,
Soon northwestern winds will blow.

Virginia Davis Wiseman
Cicero, Indiana



Jar flies
Hollering loud
Fall signs summers fading
September wish feelings heart felt
Thanks God

Maybell Criswell
South Point, OH



Fall hues

Draped everywhere
September songs playing
In sounds from the valley below
Frog tunes

Maybell Criswell
South Point, OH


A September Rain

Softly falls this needed September rain
Chasing away the hot days of Summer
With these hot and dry days now past
July and August have been a bummer

Grasses on our lawns no longer exist
All we see is a blanket of dirty Brown
Worse than we see in the wintertime
Needed is a lot of rain to pour down

Even the trees show a lack of water
Some leaves are now on the ground
I walked in the forest a few days ago
Each step made a crunching sound

Soon the nights will be much cooler
With a raised window we will sleep
Autumn will soon be coming our way
A season many wish they could keep

Acie Workman
Eden Park













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