Kelly Deschler Poet Quatrain

A Remembered Song

A tune warbles from worn out speakers 
Awakening a long lost and lively spirit, 
A girl in saddle shoes, a boy in sneakers 
On a night they should chance to hear it 

They go strolling beside the old jukebox 
Leaving a mark, the steps not forgotten, 
Made by their boot heels and bobby socks 
On floorboards now marred and rotten 

The neon lights blink, trying to dance, too 
With Sinatra and Crosby, Presley and Holly, 
The music never dies for what's old is new 
Be it upbeat or one slow and melancholy 

All oldies but goodies, low and long 
One song plays for a ten cent token, 
Priceless still is a remembered song 
Once forgotten on a record broken.

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Timothy Ray August 25, 2022 at 4:57 AM this is the morning lark singing to my heart....so much of my heart is tied into Johnny Mathis, Elvis....need i continue...loved every line in this Kelly Deschler September 18, 2022 at 12:57 PM Thank you Timothy

Len Gasun August 7, 2022 at 6:43 AM This is so beautiful my dear friend Kelly. Up to now, I still love the old songs- the real music. Actually, I prefer listening and singing them more than the new ones. I love your poem very much. The music never dies for what is old is new...true. I enjoyed reading this superb quatrain of yours a lot. Thank you so much for sharing. God bless you and your writing always my dear friend. Hugs Kelly Deschler September 6, 2022 at 9:56 AM Thank you Len... I also prefer the old songs over much of the music that is being played on the radio today...