September swings the school door wide And beckons children, "Come inside." It heaps the harvest baskets well With garden greens and fruits to jell, Brings blossoms forth from latent mum While katydids their strum, As rustling leaves begin to fall to cover earth with tawny shawl, Bears bounty in her outstretched arms And pleases much with fetching charms, Wafts myriad scents above the air, Like perfumed dowager with flair. September brings her gifts all tied With burnished ribbons acres wide And gives them each to everyone Beneath the golden Autumn sun. Virginia Borman Grimmer                   Photo from Webshots  (note: I altered the title on the building to use here)