The winds are turning chilly...
Summer's almost through...
The kids somehow begin to know
It's almost time for school

Shopping for the school clothes,
Is not too far away...
The notebooks and the pencils
Will soon be back to stay...

Quiet afternoons will come,
Time to clear my head...
Before the school bus brings them home
And chaos rules instead!

I recall when I was younger...
Summers used to fly...
But now, by mid-September...
I feel like I could cry!

I love each one so dearly...
Please don't get me wrong...
But I can't wait to hear again
That Sweet September Song!!!