Poem by Monika Ajay Kaul
Come lovely September..!!
“The squalls will shred around the lanes
like a breakless iron-horse..
In its wake;
anything not tacked will wirle n swirle along..
Like so much confetti,
dust and paper will billow in the air..
The gale will whimper n whine
under the doors and through the key holes..
Slowly bringing a perfect marriage
of wintry breeze and clatter..
To peck us and tug
us with its charm;
Come Lovely September..!!”