whispers in the way the air feelings colder cooler sunshine more genuine that'll light up your rose speckled cheeks the way the airplanes speak and geese pick up their wings the way the trees start to sleep as they ruffle their leaves whispering to each other about the autumn breeze that makes them get sleepy
september is the dandelions that are making their routes trying to pick up kids who aren't ready for this the summer is over they have trouble realizing and september is the stores that have notebooks and pens the backpacks on shelves and motivation out of stock the september awakens feelings of renewment and unending hope
