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Lo! a ripe sheaf of many golden days
Gleaned by the year in autumn's harvest ways,
With here and there, blood-tinted as an ember,
Some crimson poppy of a late delight
Atoning in its splendor for the flight
Of summer blooms and joys
This is September.
~ Lucy Maud Montgomery
The imagery in this poem makes me smile -- the many golden days of September, all gathered together like stalks of wheat along with a few moments of poppy red, surprising and delightful. We must bid goodbye to summer but at the same time we say hello to autumn. Are there words or phrases in this poem that resonate with you?