September daze

There is something glorious about the late September light.

It warms the heart

And lights up unexpected autumn cameos

In hidden pockets of the woods.

It unfurls ribbons of water

Inviting you to take a dip if you’re brave enough;

And, on the last day of September,

Its glorious golden rays turn the woods into a painting

That speaks of children climbing in the trees

All the way up to the sky

To touch that lovely light

And spread it to the world like laughter.

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