September

September means its time again
For going off to school.
The days are getting shorter
and the nights are getting cool.

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A road like brown ribbon
A sky that is blue
A forest of green
With that sky peeping through.
Asters, deep purple,
A grasshopper's call,
Today it is summer,
Tomorrow is fall.

October

October's the month
When the smallest breeze
Gives us a shower
Of autumn leaves.
Bonfires and pumpkins,
Leaves sailing down -
October is red
And golden and brown.

November

No shade, no shine,
No butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers,
No leaves, no birds,
November.

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Off to school
We go together
In September's
Sunny weather.

Осенний ветер

"Come," said the Wind to the Leaves one day.
"Come over the meadow and we will play.
Put on your dresses of red and gold.
For summer is gone and the days grow cold."

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Yellow, red, and green and brown,
See, the little leaves come down.
Dancing, dancing in the breeze,
Falling, falling from the trees.

Autumn

The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry's cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.
The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I'll put a trinket on.
(Emily Dickinson)

Осень

Warm September brings the fruit,

Sportsmen then begin to shoot.

October brings the pheasant,

Then to gather nuts is pleasant.

Dull November brings the blast,

Then the leaves are wiring fast.

I love fall! - Я люблю осень

I love fall! Fall is exciting.
It's apples and cider.
It's an airborne spider.
It's pumpkins in bins.
It's burrs on dog's chins.
It's wind blowing leaves.
It's chilly red knees.
It's nuts on the ground.
It's a crisp dry sound.
It's green leaves turning
And the smell of them burning.
It's clouds in the sky.
It's fall.
That's why...
I love fall.

Осень пришла...

By all these lovely tokens
September days are here
With summer's best of weather
And autumn's best of cheer.

Down! Down!

Down, down!
Yellow and brown.
The leaves are falling
Over the town.