Come September

Come September

Come September,
Can’t help
But remember;

You an autumn child,
In manner
Mellow and mild

Me, came
Kicking in spring-
A Ram, a lot wild!

But look what time did;
You went in spring
Me, in autumn you miss.

But in my mind’s eye,
You still twenty
Something sis!

My older sibling,
You still my guide
In trying times!

RAJ NANDY
A great tribute to your dear sister ! The title reminded me of the signature tune from the Rock Hudson -Doris Day movie - "Come September" ! -Raj

Chaos1214
To be family and the best of friends is not as common a condition as we'd like to think. It's rare enough to appreciate the experiencing, especially through magnificently crafted verse.

nimal p. dunuhinga
A fine tribute to your sister of missing seasons. Heart is a Calendar?

sathyanarayana
Mamta ji, a very beautiful verse. After a long time I had the wonderful taste of your poetry. Thank you.

heather wilkins
Love this Mamta. Kicking in the spring, a ram a lot wild. thats a ram girl. :)

C. P. Sharma
A beautiful and affectionate poetic tribute to your elder sis.

Kesav V Easwaran
Beautifully versed, intersting piece dedicated to your elder brother, Mamta...great analogy in the use of words that indicates the months of births in this write

Sandra Martyres
A very poignant piece but very well written against the backdrop of the seasons... a great tribute to your older sibling.