Rhythmic Stories October 11, 2023

Autumn of Time

Autumn of time
You can never return to September
The things behind you burned bright now,
smoky embers

Look straight ahead to days before you
The things you lost only make you blue

days in your past created the mold
Your memory will record and hold

September gave you a little comfort
Let October be your new sailing port

Fragile life, gone in an unexpected instant
Molds now broken; there’s only can’t

We get caught in the net of September
Beautiful fall foliage, colors we remember

Nature takes us to places we have been
Many days, months, and years have seen

The future is there, but we must run to catch it
No more sad Septembers to sit and revisit

Don’t look back. You will falter
Tie on a solid spiritual halter

One day Soon, September will bring
A day of true peace, and loudly, I will sing

September in my future days
All sadness has gone away

September, remember now, only happy times
People, places, experiences, and hills to climb

When the Endless days of the past September
Burn bright with hope, making new days to remember

So, forge ahead and Return to the Autumn of your heart
Race to see again the Septembers of your heart

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