Dear September

The days leading up to September, you will find me pining the hours away, as a child would on Christmas mourn. I cherish autumn with much zeal, and anticipation. I love the crunching of leaves, the crisp evenings, and sunsets. Even the stars seem brighter, more magical during the months of fall. I reminiscence of days past that include caramel apples, bon fires, and camping. Some may laugh at me, but I am already looking forward to baking my first pumpkin pie of the season, and listening to Christmas carols. These are the months memories are made of, when dreams come true, when the romantic side of me comes out. So, dear September, please bring your cooler days soon.