That Warm Night in September – Ken Fletcher

I looked into her eyes and she gave me a smile

Hi my name is Ken Fletcher, I’m 52 years old and over the last few years I have been putting some words together and I’ve produced some poetry. My friends and family have been pushing me to send it to someone so that they can have a look at it. I have written about half a dozen up to now and they all come from my life experiences and memories that are personal to me. personally I don’t think that anybody will be interested in them but I would like to have some feedback. I have attached a piece about when I met my wife in 1982 when I was 15 years old and it tells our story.

That Warm Night in September 

That warm night in September

Is a time that I will always remember

Sat on the wall with my best mate lee

I asked this girl to take me home for a cup of tea

We chatted for a while but it was getting late

I said Sunday 12th shall we call it a date

The big day arrived and it was time to go

I’m an hour late will she still show

But to my surprise she had waited for me

And we went for a walk to my mums for tea

hand in hand I walked her home

Through birch field gardens she must have known

We sat on the bench for a while

I looked into her eyes and she gave me a smile

That lovely time in the autumn sunset

That’s when our lips they first met

Our first date had gone so fast

But I knew our time together was going to last

The weeks went by and things felt so good

The time was right do you think we should

I took her into my arms and held her tight

That gift she gave me felt so right

I will never forget what she gave to me

And on the radio played ABC

We had found each other on that special day

Our love for one another would always stay

The years have past so very fast

And they all said that it wouldn’t last

But we have proved them all wrong

Because our love for each other is so strong

Three grown up kids and thirty seven years later

Our bond together is even greater

As we continue so much in love 

We fit together like hand in glove

As the next part of our journey is about to start  

We never ever want to be apart

When I think back I will always remember 

That warm autumn night in September.

Ken Fletcher

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