September sighs
September sighs. It exhales all of what June anticipated, what July expected, what August excelled. It just is. And I feel myself letting go, like leaves ready to twirl down the trees. The… Continue reading
September sighs. It exhales all of what June anticipated, what July expected, what August excelled. It just is. And I feel myself letting go, like leaves ready to twirl down the trees. The… Continue reading