The following is a poem i wrote in 1975 when i was in my sophomore year of high school. I have long forgotten about this poem until my mom showed me a clipping from our school newspaper. I felt it is very appropriate to publish it here, in time for the month.
The Waters of September
From a lonely cloud,
I fell down to earth
To kiss those flowers
Who need a shower
For I, the waters of September,
Bring forth the love
And blessings from Above.
After the kisses;
I gather myself
To create a pool
and simply move on
Through endless streams,
And down the deep seas
To await my next journey.
Waiting for the sun to shine
And the warmth of the air
For I, the waters of September
Have to meet thee again.
To resume my cycle, so await me,
Come September, I shall shower thee
With life-giving kisses!
