In September
By: Gwen Flowers
In September,
When cool breezes chase away the summer heat,
And children catch the schoolbus down the street,
And the first fall leaves drift softly to my feet,
I will remember.
And, in September,
When the skies turn from pale blue to cloudy gray,
And nothing we can do makes summer stay,
I will think of when you came...and went away.
I will remember.
It was September
When I got the news that brought me to my knees,
And I begged the Lord to spare my child, please.
Then my hopes burst just like bubbles on the breeze.
I remember,
That in September,
You came into the world so very small
When we knew you had no chance to live at all,
And you answered the angel's gentle call.
Oh, I remember.
That sad September,
And how much I longed to keep you here with me.
But we knew in our hearts, it couldn't be.
And your little spirit struggled to be free.
And I remember,
in that September,
How I held you and I loved that you were mine,
How I held you for a little speck of time,
Then you left this world for one much more divine.
And I remember
That in September,
Foolish people told us it was for the best,
When we laid your tiny body down to rest,
And we mourned you, but we also felt so blessed.
This, I remember.
It was September.
Your life had so much meaning, I can see,
That you changed our hearts for all eternity,
And you left your prints forever, on me
That September.
So I remember.
