September
September is the beginning
of something new
That second hand breeze that reminds you of summer
but that smell of something different
seasons are changing,
It makes me wonder if I'm changing
Are the leaves changing color from falls grace
or to symbolize a greater change?
Another chance to make it right.
To make it beautiful.
-Nicole Hawkins
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