Mel Merrill Poet Rhyme

Song of Love

That tune of all most moved me,
For she played it very well--
And I believe its sweet refrain
Is the reason that I fell.

So enchanting was the melody
I was left without a choice--
Perhaps it was the violin,
Or perhaps it was her voice.

And ah, the very thought of it
Does move me even still--
The song of love does ever play,
And likely always will.

--Mel

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Twanna Irisha January 23, 2015 at 1:56 PM Sweet. :)

Cona Adams January 4, 2015 at 7:48 PM I've read several of your poems this evening, Mel. Loved every one. Your sparkling personality comes through in easy flow and enchanted imagery. Write on! Mel Merrill January 4, 2015 at 11:25 PM Write on, or right on? Thank you so much for the kind words, and I appreciate it. Writing is what I do, and ever will do, I suppose. Happy New Year!

Ilene Bauer January 4, 2015 at 3:48 PM a lovely poem with perfect rhyme and rhythm! good to see your poems here, mel! Mel Merrill January 4, 2015 at 4:00 PM My # one fan! Thanks again sweetheart :) Some I like more than others. This one's true and from the heart. I'm glad you read it.