September carries with it

The last hopes of summer

Sharing out its meagre heat

Allowing colourful blooms

A final late flowering

Then, when it can continue no more

A chill descends, lamps are lit early

Fires glow in the hearth

And we retreat indoors once more

Peering out, missing summer days, when

Soft fragrant blossoms cheered us

Fruit grew plump on the stem or vine

And the heat warmed our hearts

Now the plants slumber, beneath the earth

While we will wait for new growth

Feeling the passing of another year