Goodbye To September rains
I had my days and my moments with you
Today your magic spell ended
We shall meet again next year
Tomorrow October comes
With a promise of new memory
I shall welcome her with open arms
For she is the queen of all months
I remember her most
I look forward to meet her
From year to year
She is my birth month
I shall be dancing in one of her days
Celebrating the gift of life
Of the many months in a year
God chose her to deliver
The bundle that was me
Into this world of living
To be initiated into humanity
To live and feel and breath life
In all its essence and wonders
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