September
Summer touches its end,
the daylight fades out
with the children's happyness
playing in the park.
Sad trees with empty nests,
abandoned by their guests,
in the search of the long days,
to discover new happy trees,
covered with green leaves.
New adventures to find out,
places to conquer
or to come back
to keep feeding
the same candle alive.
September month,
a half way
between light and darkness,
between sun and clouds,
joy and sadness.
Semptember month,
facing big changes
mixed with different feelings.
Ends and beginnings
meet in a cool month,
a good time for new diggings
inside of our own September
being here or there,
being the same
or change.
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