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 so yellow. Try to remember the kind of September When you were a young and callow fellow, Try to remember and if you remember then follow. Try to remember when life was so tender That no one wept except the willow. Try to remember when life was so tender That dreams were kept beside your pillow. Try to remember when life was so tender That love was an ember about to billow. Try to remember and if you remember then follow. 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 you mellow. Deep in December our hearts should remember then follow.
"Darwin was the first to use data from nature to convince people that evolution is true, and his idea of natural selection was truly novel. It testifies to his genius that the concept of natural theology, accepted by most educated Westerners before 1859, was vanquished within only a few years by a single five-hundred-page book. On the Origin of Species turned the mysteries of life's diversity from mythology into genuine science." -- Jerry Coyne
Friday, July 13, 2018
Try To Remember
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 so yellow. Try to remember the kind of September When you were a young and callow fellow, Try to remember and if you remember then follow. Try to remember when life was so tender That no one wept except the willow. Try to remember when life was so tender That dreams were kept beside your pillow. Try to remember when life was so tender That love was an ember about to billow. Try to remember and if you remember then follow. 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 you mellow. Deep in December our hearts should remember then follow.
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