I love these kind of threads because I always learn about some great songs that I didn't know about.
My offering is the chorus from Cheryl Wheeler's song, 75 Septembers, that she wrote for her father on the occasion of his 75th birthday.
Now the fields are all four lanes
And the moon’s not just a name
Are you more amazed at how things change
Or how they stay the same
And do you sit here on this porch and wonder
How the time flies by
Or does it seem to barely creep along
With 75 Septembers come and gone
Best,
Jayne
Last edited by jaymarsch; 07-09-2013 at 08:39 AM.
Reason: Added songtitle
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