The months passed by quick this year

And now you see September's here.

There's a whispered secret in the wind

As you feel the breeze against your ear.

Listen close and you will find

The hidden wishes in your mind.

The dreams abandoned months ago

No longer wish to be denied.

Gently they return again

In the soft September wind

To sooth your fears and warm your soul

So open up and let them in.

Take some time and share with me

The man that you have grown to be.

And by the time September's passed

You'll see true love is here with me.

(At Last)

Copyright Darla Holt 2007