September Love Endless
O' my September song of grace
Lay your withered petals at my feet
Hear not the coming of silence
For glory falls with distant rain
In each moment as change consume
May we celebrate each breath anew
For a love echo in splendid warmth
As firelight taunts a harvest moon
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Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2016
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