It’s sunrise and September.
The grass all wet with dew.
It’s Autumn in my lifetime.
Regrets I’ve had a few.
My past I often ponder.
I’ve stayed there way to long.
So many more things to do.
The future holds no wrong.
Dennis Mantin
It’s sunrise and September.
The grass all wet with dew.
It’s Autumn in my lifetime.
Regrets I’ve had a few.
My past I often ponder.
I’ve stayed there way to long.
So many more things to do.
The future holds no wrong.
Dennis Mantin
Dennis Mantin 