Of a Future September

In saddened silence

We will say good-bye

As our hands touch

One last time

And like the tide

Rolling out to sea

So drift the memories

Of you, of me

.

A tear rolls slowly

Down your face

And me, my heart

Is a lonely place

Where echoes of yesterday

Slowly die

And with it the feelings

Between you and I

.

We part and turn

Slowly walk away

As the wall grows

So the memories fade

Then of a future September

Someday I'll say

It was the saddest month

It was the saddest day

.

© November 12, 1983