The soothing wind is coming from the plain, carrying with it whispers of change and renewal. As I sit to write my September poem, the breeze dances softly around my ears, a gentle reminder of nature’s embrace. Each gust brings with it the vibrant colors of the days, painting the world in hues of hope and promise.

Spring is on the horizon, ready to drape my country in its lively palette. The air is filled with anticipation, as blossoms prepare to burst forth in a symphony of colors. I love September, for it is a month of transformation, where the earth awakens from its slumber and life begins anew. The wind, the colors, and the promise of spring all come together to create a tapestry of beauty and inspiration. 🌻

©️Beatriz Esmer