Dear September.

I love September.

I indulge the crisp morning air.

I swoon over Logan's deep sunsets.

I soak in the warmth of autumn afternoons.

I swim through the stars on park swings,

and the anticipation of change.

September is wonderful.

This September is mine- and I cherish it.

All of it.

The longs shadows and early evenings.

I cherish the smell of spices and home cooked meals.

I rave about the contrast of a silhouette,

and hold on to the rhythm of my pounding heart.