Septembers

In September I remember the summer that went by I remember in september those birds that flew so high. Halloween is comming, thanksgiving after that then Christmas time is here again and santa's oh so fat New years should be fun, then soon there will be rain it is then the cloths we wear can not be the same. In natures ever cycle we call this time the fall where in the breeze thats blowing, natures slumber calls We sweep and rake the leaves, thats scattered all about while all the time we're knowing, in the spring time seeds will sprout. In September i remember those days that seemed to last I remember in September, these years go by so fast. L.T. "58"