Shine to the leaves of grass, catalpa and oak,
All silver under your rain to-night.
An Italian boy is sending songs to you to-night from an accordion.
A Polish boy is out with his best girl; they marry next month; to-night they are throwing you kisses.
An old man next door is dreaming over a sheen that sits in a cherry tree in his back yard.
The clocks say I must go - I stay here sitting on the back porch drinking white thoughts you rain down.
Shine on, O moon,
Shake out more and more silver changes.
- Back Yard by Carl Sandburg
Happy September, everyone! Welcome to a beautiful new month!
Last month, I shared four Mary Oliver poems, including her aptly-titled piece August. What poems make you think of summer? Let me know in the comments below! Also share your thoughts at the readergirlz blog.
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