Letter #4

While the summer is officially over. I'm still a lover and a dreamer and always a writer....
To autumn, may you always change,
Your beauty astounds me in the spring you blossom with vibrant green, then the fall comes my favorite season and with it you change in to deep reds yellows and browns into colors of passion. As you change I change my freedom of summer has faded and a seriousness sets in full of books and pencils and sweaters. I love you and i hate you for it just the same. But this changing season is unlike one i've ever had before. This time my love is changing.
From a lover
in love
Gabrielle Rose