September In The Rain Poem by jim hogg

You sailed away one wet September day
Holding the railing you stood in the rain
The wind was howling and the clouds sped by
With your red scarf waving a final goodbye

You slipped your ropes, and sailed your ship away
Leaves of gold soon fell, and then snowdrops came
The distance grew and too soon you were gone
With never a letter, and never a call

And now you're standing at The Golden Cross
Grey in our hair, dear, and ghosts looking on
It's summertime here and I'm by your side
At the other end of the tunnel of time

We speak in whispered tones to tame the flames
And the hardest part is saying your name
I feel the touch of your hand on my face
And the restless wind that still strains at your sails

(chorus)

The snowdrops came and the leaves fell again
Now the hardest part is saying your name
You stood on the top deck holding the rail
And sailed away in September in the rain

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