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Do you tire, of my sad lament?
Is it a waste of my time
Or could my time, best be spent,
In working on a, brand new rhyme?

It matters not, to me or him
But please stop, calling me, your Jim.
Jim's not my first or last name.
So if it is, still so lame
To think of you, are my Mary,
You can now know me as Jerry.

Knowing not how and knowing not when;
Will I ever see, my love again?
I see her now, in this reality,
But not how she was; this finality
Of losing her logic and reasoning, how
Things do work or tell me now.
I dread the day and won't blame,
When she no longer, knows my name.

When the skies, dark with rain, returns,
Will you begin, all your daily yearns,
For the sunshine, from the summer past,
Or wondering, how long it will last?

My challenge, on this day of September,
Is to keep, helping her to remember,
The names and objects, from our past,
Gifts of her love, that will last.

The joy, I envision, on your face,
When there's a newborn, you embrace,
A new granddaughter, was born in September,
An event that you, will always remember.
The joy and love, she will bring,
Will make your, loving heart sing.

I once stood, where you are today,
My choice was, not to run away.
There's an obligation, I owe to you,
To protect you, from what will ensue.

I have to get, on my knees
And shout these words, into the trees.
Please keep, my true love from pain
And let her be, is my refrain.
Oh mighty God, who can be just,
Please help, before I turn to dust.

When does this life, we have known,
Become a burden; not ours to own?

The joys of life, are present now,
As love comes forth, to renew a vow.
A vow that is, important to me
And will result in, living life happily.

Knowing not, what to do or say,
Is just the start, of another day.
Another good start, of this marital bliss.
Could I have, a hug and kiss?

The sounds of children laughing,
Brings back fond memories,
Of the wonders of dancing
And learning of the birds and bees.