In September
Monday, September 25th, 2006 In September
When cool breezes chase away the summer heat,
when children catch the school bus down the street
And the first fall leaves drift softly to my feet,
I will remember…
And, in September
When the skies turn from pale blue to cloudy gray,
And nothing we can do makes summer stay,
I will think of when you came…and went away.
I will […]