100 words, used all the theme words for September
I wish for an endless summer, thinking about time passing as my Baby grows up.
It’s Labor day, doing time at the beach, families and picnics all around.
It’s the end of summer, and the third of the four seasons begin.
I think of Fall, and it brings me back to memories of the forty eight hours of labor, the decade of raising Baby. I’m spending time with my one and only, knowing time is precious.
She’ll leave me one day.
Wasting time thinking about my Baby growing up, I stand and walk towards my angel playing in the sand.