September

Butterflies flutter

The coldness gives you a shutter.

Leaves changing color to yellow, orange and red as I lay softly in a bed of leaves

by Meg

September

September is finally here,

Summer is now gone by.

School is now a surprise,

Books to carry and lots of homework to do,

And now that is the end of my poem for you.

September

Fall is close.

It will be cold and wet.

And leaves are falling

and changing colors.

September

September is fun.

It’s cool.

It’s the time of leaning and

the time of school.

September

September’s leaves

are all around in all kinds of pretty colors.

Crickets are all around making their own song.

But it’s time for bed.

But this day will become another day.

September

September is special because all the beautiful leaves.

School is in session that is not what I believe.