September, a month so kind and bright,
In your presence, everything feels right.
Each day, you bring new delights,
Blessings that reach soaring heights.
Blessings fall like morning dew,
In September, skies so blue.
A month of warmth, a month so divine,
In your presence, I brightly shine.
Oh, September, serene and fair,
With you, life's burdens I can bear.
You paint my days with colors so fine,
In your embrace, my spirit does climb.
So, here's to September, my friend so dear,
With you, I have nothing to fear.
In your gentle arms, I find my prime,
Oh, beautiful month, you're truly sublime.
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