The Singer Not the Song

If there was one movie left for me to forget
And you placed a bet,
On the one left for me to forget,
I think you would lose that bet.

The singer not the song,
May be, in most memories long gone
But for me it is still the one,
That places the singer of the song,
Above the song,
And I don't think that wrong.

It is not too late,
To set up a plate,
And make a date with 1961,
The year this one,
Let Dirk Bogarde and John Mills shine,
A spotlight on a song that has been sung,
For so long,
Yet not always sung,
As strong.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Meadows Avatar
November 6, 2023 at 12:33 AM
A good poem. Well done.
Smith Avatar
November 6, 2023 at 12:55 AM
Thanks for that. I witnessed it so many times over the years. I can't help feeling sad for those who have other skills but not in delivering messages and get replaced as they often find it hard to get over it. That is life as we know it and sometimes we find we can achieve shine in other areas. Also support people are valuable assets. Have a great week Jeanette
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