My Favourite
When asked what is my favourite month
You will hear me say September;
It is the month I always chose
Back as far as I remember.
Like an oasis in the desert
Through a long and busy life style;
‘twas a welcome chance to escape
from work and struggles for a while.
It’s really the perfect time you see
In so many different ways;
not having the strong heat of summer
More the warm and mellow days.
Tree leaves begin to change colour
In the garden growth slows down;
Country life seems more relaxed
than what you’ll find in the town.
As a dedicated tender of the soil
I need my rest and to have fun;
September gives that welcome break
before more work needs to be done.
Earlier crops are all gathered in
there is a pause now taking place;
Late potato crops are still growing
giving more leisure hours of grace.
To enjoy flowers blooming now
richer than the summer show;
Chrysanthemums and dahlias
in the softer sunlight seem to glow.
Soon this break will come to an end
But I am now ready for work you see;
Being cosseted by my favourite month
That still means so much to me.