Goal: write a song a month, with the resolve to not self-edit or worry if it’s crap. September is my birth month, so I always think of it as turning the page. A new school year also marks the passing of time, and I'm still thinking about the old love playlist from July. Can I write a love song? The rhythm I have in my head is oddly Green Day pop-punk.
Only the good die young,
Seems pretty cold.
Not a fan of thinking,
I die before I get old.
September is a no man's land,
For poets and romance.
Many minds turn to football,
Instead of a slow dance.
What's a love song for those middle-aged?
Maybe a rockin' dedication,
A smile before it fades.
The kid's in high school now,
And we've glanced at mortality.
I love you with all my heart,
It's there in totality.
Oh, September is a no man's land,
The calendar turns the page.
Please turn and recognize, for a moment,
The love that lasts an age.
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