The September Man
Dark eyes
Tired smile
The September man
Hes seen it all, now he stands looking back
On his life, off and on, the beaten track
The best has passed, that he can be sure
Where once he had riches; now he be poor
Time has wound down; the future is bleak,
For the September man, has passed his peak
All thats left now are fading memories
Or sitting, watching leaves fall down from the trees
Only limited time forbids the September Man
Hes the one thats been - the man that can
Well now he has lost that special gift,
An all that left is an approaching rift
To take him away up and into the sky
To leave it all everything: but why?
Because he is the
September Man
Been there; seen it, hes done all he can
So here lies - the September man
Forever our Friend, king of the land -
Forever our lives will be touched by his hand.
© Tinman'06
Wow, TM, you are really quite talented - a way with words. That is an impressive piece of writing, thanks for sharing.
~MomNMore
~MomNMore
Liked that poem Tin,...good stuff mate...keep it up..i suppose Sept.is a month of change and looking back over the Summer...liked the name as well.Take care bro.........Davey
Liked it Tinman, keep them coming!
