The coolness of the mornings The month of love and bliss Starting with two lovers And that one September kiss
The month we found each other When September held us tight It would be you and me forever We told that cool September night
Married in the middle of September Could there be any other day Yes I do and yes I will From that moment forward I would say
Need I mention what month it was When we were blessed with our first child Or how the September moon was beaming Like the both of us with smiles
September has always been the month Of love or so it seems Till the day my life was crucified Along with September's dreams
Did I hold our love to tightly Was that what caused yours to slip away To another less deserving Causing this September pain
You were my life, my love, my shelter My all on any given day Now all I do, I do without you In the cold September rain
This was a contest on another poet site I'm on using September in the title and how you were done wrong by a lover.... Pure fiction....like most of my stuff. All except the animal poems...those are all true. Wait a minute there's that one...no that ones true too!