Posted 3/24/2019 April 2019
Regrets are notes that float along make up life's refrain, forever song. Passing in front in dreams at night phosphors parade as gossamer light. We are the only ones who see them glow it's our sense that we truly know. Can music tell you how one should give? Can music tell you how one should live? Turn your regrets into acts of love think of them as gifts from up above. Celestial melodies we all hear and sing to those who we hold so dear. Bright notes in my inner sky shine they will be sung, they'll then be mine.
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