A Promise And A Certainty

September

Has never been very kind to me--

Arriving on the heels of the

Too-bright

Too-long

Summer,

Whether I would like for it to do,

Or not.

September seems to make people keen to say goodbye,

Whether they had planned to or not,

And whether it is wise to or not,

Including me.

I have said goodbye to almost everyone and everything at one time or another in my life

And so have you;

Or you will do, soon enough.

If I keep breathing,

I will heal.

So will you, if you are needing to.

October will come, crisp and sweet,

And I will think,

What was I so sad about,

In September?

There will be new friends,

And yes, probably a new love in time.

Enjoy them.

Savor the long nights near Christmas,

And the Spring beyond, which comes whether we believe that it will,

Or not.

These new darlings will say goodbye too, but hush, and kiss them anyway;

They will leave, it's true,

But not until

September.

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Thank you to Gillian, who reminded me that what turns back, will in time move forward again.