“Try to remember the kind of September
When life was young and oh, so mellow…
When grass was green and grain was yellow…
When you were a tender and callow fellow…
And no one wept except the willow…
Try to remember and if you remember
– fr. lyrics of Try to Remember, The Lettermen
tonight, our paths separated.
gone now, covert love we started.
the amber ember in September dies
in silent conspiracy with black skies.
a dozen years of cheers and tears –
and now, half-dozen frozen beers
and pilsen peers for company;
i blight by flight of Ebony.
on impaled impasse now I pause
as another chapter I close
in the first king’s Book of Flings.
cheer and tear
peer and dear
– beer is between beer and beer.
(c) 2003 Chito L. Aguilar