da muss ich auch mal...

September ist für mich untrennbar verbunden mit Harry Belafonte:
"Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh, so mellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When grass was green and grain was yellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When you were a tender and callow fellow.
Try to remember, and if you remember,
Then follow."

usw.usf.

Und enden muss es - wie könnte es anders sein - mit dem Dezember:
"Deep in December, it's nice to remember,
Although you know the snow will follow.
Deep in December, it's nice to remember,
Without a hurt the heart is hollow.
Deep in December, it's nice to remember,
The fire of September that made us mellow.
Deep in December, our hearts should remember
And follow...."

Vielleicht etwas banal, aber doch schön.