Lost Days of September
The lost days of September are the ones
I can't forget. Some of them were happy,
yet " others were sad. Still, those lost days
keep coming back.
It happened many years ago, when I was
still very young. I remember being in love.
I thought life was sweet and the world was
mine.
Everything was going good. Everything was
beautiful. I used to be happy, but time don't
stop. September was over and I found myself
being alone.
Sometime in October - I found out that I was
going to be a mother. It was something I didn't
expect, but I accepted. I use to wonder - what
happened? I don't know, but each year in
September, those lost days keep coming back
to me.
I was left alone to raise my child and the years
passed. Now in my twilight years, my child is grown
and I am here with my memories.
Each year when Fall is about to start, those lost days
of September keep coming back to my mind. It was in
those days of September that my daughter was
concieved...
09/06/2012
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo
comments: Just a little something
about my life.
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