September sunshine

by Jem Croucher

An hour of gorgeous sunshine
before the clouds come by
and hide again the golden globe
is perfect where I lie
It’s just enough to heal an ill
or chase some blues away
so I’m hoping that I’ll see some more
on each September day


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