To Begin

the dawn breaks the gloom
the talk comes to animation
the spirit approaches to bloom
while eyes are closed
the mind scribbles notes
to be clothed in costume
.

and in a little while
the aurora rushes in the early morn
wooden chair and table on the watch
black and white colors on a batch
become a manuscript
of golden words from a shoestring catch

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End of a Love Song

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when i sing a song

why is there

always Love

in its verse

.

if i hum the tune

why it’s always

a Love Song

that sways the notes

to tag along

.

emotion filled piece

echoes on theĀ  hills

heartfelt rendition

brings a thousand thrills

.

it fills your heart

as it drifts away

flapping its wings

as the melody stays

.

in your memory

it lingers long

’til you memorize

the lines of the song

.

it’s not the chorus

that says the end

making you cry

spilling your tears

saying Goodbye…