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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