September.

September…

I have always enjoys the days of Fall. The Summer days become memories and our wandering spirit began to slow down for the days of September.
I love watching the trees in the Fall, the changing of color making artwork of our world.
Love was always kind to me in the months of Autumn. Lily white skin girl would be make smile. I loved the girl with the rosy lips who loved to sing and dance by the lake. She taught me, bliss and kiss, we will need in the days of Autumn. The cold days, we will need someone to keep us warm in the nights of Winter.
I remember a September day, a beautiful Bonnie girl told me. Lie down with me and rest your weary head into my breast. I will sing you a song of forever and keep you safe. I want to make you smile.
I told her on a beautiful September day. You make me smile and I love you so. She told me. I love you more my soldier and please stay with me my love.
Now I walk alone in the days of September and I appreciate the beauty of the change of color. I remember a beautiful Bonnie girl.

           Coyote