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September Ode

November 2, 2011
Tom Baideme
By Tom Baideme


Sitting on the storefront step

What a change from weeks before

From the heat and shorts and tees

Now in need of so much more

Now I need a coat and hat

The temps have dropped 10 degrees or more

Once in need of fan or breeze

Now in need of warmth for knees

Needed bandanas to block the sun

To keep my dome from burn or peel

Now bring out my tams and hoods

Woolen caps and scarves and gloves

Coming to September Ides

Final weeks before the start

Of the harvest of the vines

To press the grapes for juice or wine

And of course there’s Noah’s bane

That seems like months

With not a drop in sight

Now with cold also brings the rain

Making soup of vineyard rows

Dilute sugars on the vine

Without the sun to make them sweet

Signaling it’s harvest time

Begin the race to get it done

To get the crop from vine to press

To store the life blood of a town

To get us through another year


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