September

We have nothing in

Common,

Nothing similar

Everything different.

Yet,

All of you fascinates me…

Though.

Only a couple of months.

That's all I've

Known you,

June, July, August

And, now, September…

Will you still be

As fascinating in

A couple of months?

Will you change

As the leaves

And wind does?

I hope your quirks

Never fade.

That your smile continues to broaden mine,

Your laugh rings

Throughout the store,

And in your home.

I hope to know

You for

Months to

Come.