Three months have been left behind
But still I can remember
That day of extreme grief,
All the pain I felt inside.
So many goodbyes
Leaving me numb and unfeeling
But only for an instant, always forgot
Oh, how time flies!
She lets out a sigh,
Faded from everyone's memory..
Don't worry dear, you'll still be remembered
Even if it is only by me, just by and by.
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This is the poem that I wrote at the same time I started the essay 'September Rain'.
The rain pouring down that day made me overly sentimental.
I half regret starting all this writing about this subject now.
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