The wind the whirl
The soft and cold breeze through my hair
As I lay back on the crunchy red and orange leaves
Beauty over takes this month
sweaters and warm hot coco
The laughs underneath my breath
The warm hugs I share with the ones I love
I love this month more then anything
This puts a smile on my face
It opens my mind up like a key to a locked door
My thoughts run up to the rustling trees
I have no worry in the world
I love this month
~Soleil DeLorge~