Autumn, I Invite You in...

whipping breezes tease the tendrils of hair around my face. The night is bright despite little whispy gray clouds sailing through the sky. I do not miss the stars this night for I have the wind with it's cooling breath upon my skin. It is a clean and fresh breeze full of the promise of change. The upcoming season is teasing me for I know it will not make it's home here for many a days and weeks to come. But maybe, if i beg and plead or maybe if I promise to breathe deeply and revel in it's refreshment...maybe, just maybe I can convince it stay and come before it's planned.