In Honor Of This Month...

"September's Step-sister to August"

By Rachel H.

September's step-sister to August,

And she hasn't October's rich blood

But September supplied

The Autumn's fair pride

with the beauty of Summer's gold flood.

The golden-rod torches she kindled

With a grape-scented, playful young breeze

And the hollows she kissed

With a pale, clinging mist

While her blush reddened tall maple trees.

She danced with the royal-clad monarch,

Then laughed with the dimpling stream,

And she said goodbye

In an evening sky

And faded away like a dream.

So, what do you think? :) Of course, it is not as good as Helen Hunt Jackson's poem "September", which I think is unrivalled. You can read that here: But I was pleased with how it turned out! :)

-Rachel