Each year you shed your corset,
tilt sunflower head, wink.
Display contours of peaks and valleys
I love. Intimately hold my hand,
invite me to suckle from swollen breast
all the nourishment I need -
bolster me for November's
by Margaret Bednar, October 1, 2014
This is for "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Words Count with Mama Zen" - the personification of October in 53 words or less.