Along with leaves turning all shades of amber, yellows, and reds, comes the memories of new pencils, paper not yet written on, the smell of new books, and the Pee Chee that was free of doodles and that special guy that you couldn’t stop looking at. The cold leather seats on the morning bus, good old number 10. The new shoes that for the first week gave me a bloody sore on my heal. One size to big, gotta have room to grow. My locker that was always a mess. Open at own risk should have been on the front. A coke and candy bar for lunch…gotta have hair spray and nylon’s. Save that lunch money! Baby sitting for pennies so I could save for a new black wool skirt. Making old clothes look new, thank you Grandma for teaching me to sew. waiting for the bus in 3 feet of snow.
Falling in love, lost love, searching for Mister Wonderful when there were lots of frogs. Going to be a Air line stewardess, come fly with me. To short!!! Best friends, lunch at the senior tree. Flat chest in a world of big boobs. Walking through the fall leaves and feeling the crunch and waiting to grow up. So this is my September felling….