September
What is your excuse this time,
Has it changed or stayed the same?
Down to the headlights that splash on the road,
I watch for you, but you never show.
You are good with words, you made me believe,
in such things as love and destiny.
Have you forgotten, or not cared enough to remember?,
Time ticks away, but I am...frozen in September.
Copyright © Shanna Harris | Year Posted 2005
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