September’s daughter 


she leaves a towel to soak in sunshine for a little while

somewhere 

where summer’s dirt…fades
 

and breezes pick up pumpkin colored leaves 

and Nature dashes about encouraging young bulbs to think of picnics with tulips
 

like the earth she blooms upon 

 
she too,

will pick up her towel before winter rains 

wash leaves out of her hair

for it is in her nature, to do that sort of thing…

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