SEPTEMBER by: Helen Hunt Jackson (1830-1885) HE golden-rod is yellow;The corn is turning brown;The trees in apple orchardsWith fruit are bending down. 4 The gentian’s bluest fringesAre curling in the sun;In dusty pods the milkweedIts hidden silk has spun. 8 The sedges flaunt their harvest,In every meadow nook;And asters by the brook-sideMake asters in theContinue reading “September : Helen Hunt Jackson : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”
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MADHU MALTI 