Sunday, March 25, 2007

March 23 1936


Try to Remember...
Try to remember
The kind of September
When life was slow
And though so mellow
Try to remember
The kind of september
When grass was green
And grain was yellow
Try to remember
The kind of september
When you were a tender
And callow fellow
Try to remember
And if you remember
Then follow
follow
Try to remember
When life was so tender
That no one wept
Except the willow
Try to remember
The kind of september
When love was an ember
About to billow
Try to remember
And if you remember
Then follow,
follow
Follow

3 comments:

STAG said...

This is just me being maudlin. Happens at 2 in the morning...

the 23rd is my mom's birthday. She's been gone now for what... 15 years, but I still miss her.

May she rest in peace.

. said...

Best wishes while you're feeling maudlin Stag.

(Well, best wishes when you aren't too -- but you know what I mean)

Jennifer said...

God bless your mama.