When In September

When in September and summer has gone

will you think of me though the leaves have flown ?

 

When in Septemember and the air turns brisk,

will you still love me though the bloom has fallen?

 

When in Septmember and larks no longer sing

will you remember me with the fondest of heart?

Reviews

[Kandil]

very touching, deep and inspirational.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

A very simple beauty in this piece that reflects on a moment in time you never want to forget and hope it means as much to the other person.

[Nymphet]

This makes me think of a short relationship where the people involved only got to be together in the month of September, and one was called away for some unfortunate reason. Sort of makes me sad... how love can be so fleeting. But nonetheless beautiful. I really enjoy your style, as well.

[Damien Dsoul]

So many things I can say about the month that is September: it takes me back to that classic song of EARTH, WIND & FIRE, the middle of autumn: the redolent sscent of fallen dry leaves and haunting memories. Your poem so somnolently reminds me so much about these nostalgic moments, as the poem, too, is nostalgic ... and rhetorically tempting.

[Deepshikha]

I like it...It's sweet and innocent...