No.2 of 12 in the ‘Twelve Months’ series
One-day respite for September
the month of nine is here
A birthstone of pure sapphire
and a message which is clear
It’s flower of birth – Forget-me-not
and Morning Glory too
Synonymous with sunshine
Summer’s end here to bestrew
©Jemverse
[This is 2 in a series of 12 poems written for and published on the 1st of every month for a year. See also ‘Twelve months eight‘]
Sep 01, 2017 @ 07:28:30
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Sep 01, 2017 @ 07:56:34
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