Come, September

Come September,
Like a dry leaf
Shake off 
Everyone's grief.

Come September,
Make life better,
Help everyone shrug,
Each big and small grudge

Come September,
Help all remember,
You precede October,
And the last quarter,
Of this year,
And it's time 
To acknowledge
That in the Fall,
Nature let's go
All dried and old,
Bares itself to the cold

Likewise, September,
Let everyone's heart Begin to clear,
Of worry and fear,
Of a frown or a hidden tear
And await calmly
The end of the year.