September First.
New beginnings.
Indian Summer, fall just around the corner.
Politics all in an uproar.
People expressing rage and discontent
some say even a revolution is at hand...
September.
Back to school.
Vaccinations looming, at the governments command and demand.
I will not.
You should not.
Don't.
September.
The last of summer, not quite fall.
A month of 'in-be-tween.
Leaves still green.
Squirrels busy gathering,
Fireflies long gone.
What will this new year bring?
I think I will make twisted branch furniture and sell them at the fleamarket!
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