A Puccini Opera
A damp and dank November morn
A mist hangs over the sea
Another bad night of tossing and turning
Feeling emotional and lonely you see
Then right on cue as if to say
Sit back
Relax
Let your tension float away
Heartfelt notes encompass me
His song gently stroking my soul
A Puccini opera
Emotions run high
Just like in Madam Butterfly
I am in a trance
My soul wants to dance
As my heart he carries along
With the melodic notes of his song
The finale reached a crescendo
Oh no ~ please stay ~ please sing on
But then at the end the softest of sounds
As he turned he flew right down to the ground
My blackbird serenade
My day he has made
My tears he has dried
As this new day arrives
11th November 2020
Contest Name Podium placing promise(6)
Sponsor Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE
Copyright © Ann Gilmour | Year Posted 2020
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