Don'T Play That Song Again
Here I am at a get together. Everything is going
fine. I thought I was late getting here, but seems
I am on time.
The D.J. plays a song and I am taken a-back. Anything,
but this song, tell me why did he do that?
This song creates too many memories of a love I was
had. Like a time machine here I am visiting my own
past.
There she is in a beautiful dress, the love of my
life is adorned. I'm telling her, "When your mother
gave birth to you, my love, a star was born."
She's telling me, "You are my sun, my moon, my stars
and my whole world. This is so wonderful! I am so
blessed to have you call me your girl."
Now I see me putting a promise ring on her finger.
She's now crying, by not only this, but by the
words of the song from singer.
Standing there and seeing this, I am frozen in time.
Tears falling down, saying to myself, "This girl was
once mine."
The song is now over and I snap back into reality.
People are staring, pointing, looking, asking what's
wrong with me.
Oh I am okay, I was taken a-back just then. I just
have one request D.J., "Don't play that song again."
Copyright © Jarid Miller | Year Posted 2010
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