For a song and a story,
you are welcome to stay
at the bed and breakfast,
welcoming you for more than a day.
For a song and a story,
sizzling bacon and eggs are the fare,
topped off with steaming coffee,
as the hostess serves you with care.
For a song and a story,
your room is cozy with a lace curtain,
and a comfortable log cabin quilt,
maple furniture adds ambience for certain.
For a song and a story,
you enjoy sitting on the front porch,
listening to the birds singing close by
attracting mates as they carry a torch.
For a song and a story,
the peaceful stay is almost over,
wishing it would last forever,
like having a perpetual four-leaf-clover.
For a Song and a Story B and B thanks
you for visiting and hopes you return
for a weekend of rest and blissful dreams,
a getaway which makes you yearn.
What would it take
to go back in time and reminisce,
do a retake of that very first kiss?
What could make the memories sweeter
focused on the dreams and hopes of youth
when love was the only truth.
What should we have done
in times of trouble and sadness overcome
with the joy and love of being one?
We should do it,
I could do it,
I would do it
for love's song.
This poem is out looking for a song
With a desperate need to be sung
To dive in deep with a melody
Taping out in rhyme to a 3/4 beat
This poem can barely keep
Itself from a three part harmony
Knows it would never tire if it made the choir
Letting the bass go low to its alto
Doing what it can to be in the band
If you've never rhymed you wouldn't understand
As far as a mile is long
Is the need for this poem to be sung
I want to put you all to work
and make you feel as needed.
To make the world a better place
and feel like I've succeeded.
To let you know my gift of help
is just the thing I do.
To put your talents all to work
was meant to better you.
That when I say we've both been blessed
for all the things we've done.
I'll tell you that the fun we've had
was help to everyone.
And if you say you've had enough
I'll ask that you do more.
And Shame you for the ones who need
that you would soon ignore.
So when I go to moving on
you'll never say I'm wrong.
When all the time I spent with you
the heart played for a song.
As I search for the verses
And look for the rhymes,
I wonder if life
Will give me the time
To tell you the things
I’d like you to know
That will lead you to stay
When you might want to go.
So, sing me a melody,
I will find the words.
Come sing the song with me,
Let your soul be heard.
Let me always be there.
Include me in your plan.
Then we will remember
Time we outran.
All the words that I search for
To say what I mean
Get harder to find,
Or, so it seems.
Destiny brought us
To this point in time.
Can honesty answer
Our questioning minds?
So, sing me a melody,
I will find the words.
Come sing the song with me,
Let your soul be heard.
Let me always be there.
Include me in your plan.
Then we will remember
Time we outran.
Upon his fingertip I sit,
I don't think I am the first.
I wasn't aware I was falling,
until I heard her soft curse.
For some reason, she let me go,
though I tried to hold on.
I thought she had more resolve,
than to shed me for a song.
Written by Paula Swanson
For the contest: Personify A tear
Placement: 4th
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