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Melodious Memories

Her violin comfort Soothes the rough spots The centers of every gnarly problem turned into some sort Sweet love knots In her song She shares Her life long But too full of cares Piano sonata plays on She's forgotten how to slow dance Yet she teaches others how to move upon The clouds for the next and last chance Weeping rains fall Drowning out her whispered recollections But soon the sheltering wall Will crumble to find resonate resurrections She strums until the harp rings And earthly heart strings Hum harmony A stranger hears her little one chant another memorial "Who is she?" A whispering musician A singing magician A sonnet Grandmother

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 10/7/2008 8:39:00 PM
Autumn I just had to add a way to go - I'm proud of you for remembering to thank my wife - God Bless
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Date: 10/7/2008 5:08:00 PM
I truly enjoyed your poem - I personally feel "Who she is " is irrelevant to the caring - Man some of the comments being left these days are just uncalled for - at any rate I liked your poem Autumn I found it to be very precious - God Bless you hon
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Date: 10/7/2008 3:12:00 PM
Very nice. excellent thoughts. Blessings Michael
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