September first has come to stay,
Summer’s moving on,
Cold and chill the break of day,
But we still greet the dawn.
Webs are hung with mist and dew,
Sparkling on the lawn,
I drink coffee on the porch with you,
And watch the rushing throng.
Foggy Autumn Morning Sunrise, © Connie J. Jasperson 2017, All Rights Reserved
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