The birds are chirping their songs of joy,
The flowers are spraying their pleasant aroma
of happiness into the air.

The grass is green instead of hibernating
under the blanket of winter snow.

The sky is a bright blue
with white billowy clouds.

It is the summer before the fall.
Doom and gloom of winter is across the horizon.

Only bright colors, sounds,
and smells are everywhere.

Enjoy these lazy days of September.
The sun, the squirrels, the warmth.

The Warmth of an Arbor.

~~By T. Eugene Munson.~~