Try To Remember

When my mother was ill I tried to find ways to entertain her. Her eyes were bad and watching tv was no longer pleasurable so I would engage her in sing-alongs. Music and singing were always her passion but I struggled to remember the lyrics to songs I knew she enjoyed. Today I was cleaning off some of the files on my computer and came across the lyrics of a song I downloaded and intended to sing with my mother. I guess I forgot about it or my intention was interrupted by her worsening condition. Anyway, I read the lyrics and remembered why I chose this particular song.

September Song

Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh, so mellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When grass was green and grain was yellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When you were a tender and callow fellow.
Try to remember, and if you remember,
Then follow.

Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.

Try to remember when life was so tender
That no one wept except the willow.
Try to remember when life was so tender
That dreams were kept beside your pillow.
Try to remember when life was so tender
That love was an ember about to billow.
Try to remember, and if you remember,
Then follow.

Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.

Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.

Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.

Deep in December, it's nice to remember,
Although you know the snow will follow.
Deep in December, it's nice to remember,
Without a hurt the heart is hollow.
Deep in December, it's nice to remember,
The fire of September that made us mellow.
Deep in December, our hearts should remember
And follow.


I hope you can hear me mother.......I miss you every day!