Friday, September 10, 2010

Song Lyric of the Day (James Taylor, on Aging)


“September grass is the sweetest kind
Goes down easy like apple wine
I hope you don't mind if I pour you some
It’s made that much sweeter by the winter to come.”—“September Grass,” lyrics by John Sheldon, performed by James Taylor, from his October Road CD (2002)

Thanks to my friends for the birthday greeting, and for being there for me through the years.

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