SEPTEMBER IN THE RAIN

Songwriter:  Frank Sinatra

The leaves of brown came tumbling down,

Remember .. in September in the rain

The sun went out just like a dying amber,

That September in the rain

To every word of love I heard you whisper

The raindrops seemed to play our sweet refrain

Though spring is here to me it's still September.

That September in the rain

To every word of love i heard you whisper

The raindrops seemed to play our sweet refrain

Though spring is here to me it is still September

That September in the rain

Wishing you all JOY in the beauty of this day. 

PSALM 92:4

You made me find joy in what you have done, O Lord. 

I will sing joyfully about the works of your hands.