Letter to Fall
I thought I would greet you as you poke your head around the corner. I can see Nature’s bulletin quite clear. The days are getting hotter and the nights crisper. There is no sweeter announcement than that.
How's Summer, You Ask?
My days with your sister is bittersweet. I feel bad sometimes that her company is tinged with so much stress from our own lives. But she knows how to keep things cooking. While she is prompting us to throw on our coolest outfits, I settle on the porch with my legs out and watch her at work. My flowers bowed in her presence and danced in relinquishment of thirst when we give them water during the driest hours.
She herded my rowdy and lovely stepchildren into pools and oceans, with the promise of now. “Play now, run now, be now, before I must go”. The words have an urgent flavor to it when schools begin and the rest of the summer days are taken from my little loves. I see her now as the day ends, steady and bright.
Darn Fleas and Mosquitos!
Some of her friends, though, I tell you. Not all of them are good company. Perhaps you should talk to her about that. Like those little parasites that comes around only when she does, leaving behind swelling, itchy spots on the rest of us in their thirst for blood.
I know she will want to speak with you on her way out. We are anticipating your return in the smell of apples and sensation of a crisp day. We look for your burst of color, the shimmery sexy outfits with outreaching leaves and cool touch. We love digging our toes into your cool grass and putting our hands into the dirt as the day turns cooler around us. Your perfume relaxes us after hard days of Summer’s sun.
stepkids are sad that you come around when they must go to school, but
it doesn’t stop them from smiling as they step outside and see you
everyday. Just know that you are welcomed here anytime.
Tell Winter to be easy on us this year, huh?