For some reason, it seems to me that
the golden afternoons of September bring a stillness that is not present in any
other month of the year.
When I got up this morning and went
to my kitchen, I couldn’t believe how quiet it was! The bright sun shining
through every window, including the skylight, gave off a golden glow that was warm and inviting, yet there was not a sound to be heard. Even my
refrigerator was taking a rest from its usual humming. I didn’t want to disturb
the quiet so I stood still – listening. To nothing.
It was wonderful!
I don’t know where this lovely
silence comes from; perhaps it’s only because children are back in school and
we don’t hear their clamoring throughout neighborhoods and in public places.
Whatever the reason, it is quieter.
Combine golden days with refreshing
silence and the still colorful, though declining, flower gardens, and you have
September days that seem—almost sacred.
Sad that they’ll soon be over!
September Days
Ah, Sweet September! Your
golden days are waning
now;
Tho’ sunny afternoons yet linger
and blessed stillness abounds –
Warm, gentle breezes that were,
are suddenly cooler and
darkness arrives earlier than
before; restful nights casually
hint that the time is near for
all to enjoy a pause – a
a tranquil respite.
Your peerless sister will soon
enchant us with her
cloudless blue skies and lovely,
vibrant
landscape—
Ah, Sweet September! Your
golden days are waning now.
©2012~Peggy Toney Horton
4 comments:
A beautiful post Peggy. Love the poem. You are so talented.
Lovely!
Peggy your words stay in my head for hours after reading them. They almost hypnotize me. Beautiful!
So beautiful
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