September – My Weekly Poem 8/2/2021

The September time is coming
of equal night and day.
Then autumn falls to winter
and darkness comes to stay.

A panic now sets in
with each warm day of sun;
the need to use them all
to fill the past with fun.

So when the bleak, cold darkness
becomes the new routine,
there’s recent smiles and sunshine
that, looking back, can be seen.

Photo by Daniel Frank on

This is the poem I posted for the previous week’s poetry prompt, Autumn

Published by Vos - Poetry and Prose

IT Professional by day – Creative Muse by night

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