Lyric Espinella
The day has yet to play such tones,
such melodies as I have heard
enhancing every rhyming word--
a lyric--as the day postpones
its end. I have an ear which hones
into the rhythm of each soul
I care about. I feel the roll
of hours throughout the day with lack,
needing final notes to tighten slack--
like sleepy nighttime bells to toll.
Copyright © Carol Louise Moon | Year Posted 2021
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