Wednesday 18th September 

Softly it spills 
The September light 
Golden beams through trees 
Sparkling and bright 
Warm, but gentle 
A lingering touch 
A summer farewell 
Not asking much 

The air is crisp 
Yet some warmth stays 
In sunlit moments 
In softened rays 
Shadows grow longer 
But skies are clear 
September sunshine 
So welcome, so near 

A time between 
Of change, of grace 
As autumn hints 
Blushing summer's face 
Lingering still 
In glowing skies 
September sunshine 
Where magic lies 

Love you so much
Precious sons
Treasured Mum 
xxxxx