So Cold For Late September

So cold for late September
My body can’t stand the weather
Lost my wife just last November
My dear daughter in that December

And when lights go down, on this side
Of a lonely one street town, when the lights
Go down, I cannot sleep for thoughts abound
Of my pretty little Emily, she was only sixteen
Of my lovely wife Elena, no I never quite could tame her
Oh the songs I cannot play, from the first kiss
Or the matrimony day, seems like yesterday

And when the lights go down, I realize
There are no lights for me, tears fall from my eyes
I lost my world in November
The rest of my heart in December
And now this lonely house, is all
I have left of my home, this is all

So I’ll write a song, I’ll write a sonnet
Search for my heart and chance upon it
In a wishing well, where the hopeful tell
That for a penny your dreams come true
But there’s my heart at the bottom
Buried up to the top in copper

But here’s a penny why not try
To change a fortune, change a life
Speculations all aside, if for a penny
I can be alive, just so they know
That they live on in my life