Daniel Larson Poet Rhyme

Time in Motion

Music played at night
Up and down the streets of town
Stages stood vacant
No musicians could be found
Some thought they're echoes
From the parties of the past
And no one believed
That the music would e'er last

Was a marching band
That played tunes in days gone by
They are but hist'ry
And no one can tell you why
Just a few pictures
Lay fading in archives
Maybe there's a few
With whom their mem'ry survives

Somewhere in a park
Players come from fields of corn
They had played the game 
Before today's stars were born
Though they're oft' forgot
They still play there once a year
I've often wondered
If they hear spectators cheer

Time is but motion
Memories are put to test
Things will be recalled
While so much is put to rest
There's a whole lot more
Left hanging in the clouds
Now left to others
To bring them to the crowds

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