September Already?

  

 

Can you imagine

It is September already?

Time is flying at record speed-

At least, so it seems to me.

 

Each and every dawn

Truncates the night before

And even though I am retired,

I long to sleep some more.

 

‘Tis the shortest holiday

This current vacation

Given the rapid passage of time

And school resumption.

 

September Remember

Hurricane Janet of fifty-five,

We’re still in the hurricane season,

One can still arrive.

 

So far, so good,

Three months have passed

And I pray for the three to come,

Such fortune will last.

 

 

Time is really flying

Though not for everyone,

Surely not for the challenged individual

Facing a difficult storm.

 

Of inner conflict

Bringing constant turmoil,

Time is stretching out unbearably

As that one toils.

 

Healing appears distant

As the night drags on

And the darkness is not dispelled,

Not even at dawn.

 

September has dawned

But it is lost on some,

Very unlike those enjoying life

And having fun.

 

“How time flies

When we are having fun!”

But it is certainly not for those

That are having none.

 

 

 

September already

But of delight and dread,

It’s delight for some but for others…

It’s sadness instead.

 

In whatever circumstance

Let us give God praise,

For having life there is still hope-

So, let’s not be fazed.

 

‘Tis September already

And we are still here,

Let’s give thanks to God Almighty

Who ultimately cares.

 

Stewart Russell © September 1, 2026