What’s your favourite month of the year? Why?

I will choose late summer

With the chance of stolen sun.

It feels we’re cheating autumn

The way the sun hangs on.

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The days are getting shorter

They’re precious every one.

The endless days of June are gone.

We’ll see the setting sun.

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The trees have all their leaves still

But may be on the turn.

We sense the change of season.

We feel it in our bones.

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The August hols are over.

The kids start back to school.

There’s a sense of new beginnings

And young lives moving on.

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But it’s a time of holiday

For people with no kids.

Holidays get cheaper

And they can go away.

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There’s still the sounds of cricket

The click of ball on wood

But rugby’s coming back again

And football’s just begun.

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Hope in the heart of all the fans.

Perhaps this is the one?

It’s later in the season

That the disappointments come.

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It’s a time for picking

We harvest what we’ve grown.

The runner beans are slowing down

At last we’re keeping up.

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We’re awash with apples.

We’ve so much fruit and veg.

See the price of Waitrose squash?

We’re veggie millionaires.

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The mood is generally wistful

As summer says goodbye

We try to make the most of it

And hope it will be dry.

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Autumn’s nearly with us

It’s rituals soon begin

With Halloween and Guy Fawkes night

The nights all drawing in.

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But for now September

And stolen Summer sun.

Not yet time for buttoned coats

While Summer lingers on.