Thursday, September 1, 2011

A Poem for September


September creeps in...
The year slides by
so fast
it leaves no trace
but lines on my face
and new gray in my hair.
 friends washed away
new friends ( and old)
  return with the tide.
and life? Well..
   it moves on

3 comments:

Laena said...

It sure does...

Loved this!

LatinaDiana said...

this is comforting to me... the sure change of the seasons and the ebb and flow of life. beautiful.

max xavier said...

@Laena,
we may not always like where it goes, but it does, indeed, move on.
Love YOU!

@Diana,
Thank you for the compliment.I'm so very glad you've stopped by :-)