The pool does glisten
In late afternoon sun
As to you Emily, I listen
To your happiest song of fun.

Days wane now, fall rushes in
Days of warm summer sun gone
Now that the cooler climes begin.
Time rushed by, moving on.

I long for days when you are with me
My sweet little seven year old girl.
To see the world through the eyes you see
I would but give you all the world.

Instead I survey late afternoon September sun
And listen yo your joyous cries in fading day.
Blue waters sparkle as they have begun
To move life forever forward, on and away.

09/23/2003

Posted on 07/10/2006
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