Hello November,
I feel as if October blindfolded me with its delicate cold fingers, and placed me at your doorstep before I was ready to process what was going on around me. When I got used to the view, I felt your radiant beauty. It filled me with a warmth only the fall air can bring. I remember the trees still held their leaves waiting for your arrival.
November, you hold a special place in my heart. I can't explain it, but there is something about you that forces me to be present, and look inwards. Maybe it is your sunny days and chilly nights, or the pile of leaves that call my name, or the celebration of togetherness you embody. I feel so at peace in your arms. Thank you for gracing me with your presence.
Love,
Emily
I feel as if October blindfolded me with its delicate cold fingers, and placed me at your doorstep before I was ready to process what was going on around me. When I got used to the view, I felt your radiant beauty. It filled me with a warmth only the fall air can bring. I remember the trees still held their leaves waiting for your arrival.
November, you hold a special place in my heart. I can't explain it, but there is something about you that forces me to be present, and look inwards. Maybe it is your sunny days and chilly nights, or the pile of leaves that call my name, or the celebration of togetherness you embody. I feel so at peace in your arms. Thank you for gracing me with your presence.
Love,
Emily