Friday, October 18, 2013

A Little Poetry for My Friday

Morning Music

The CD is as old as a friendship gone bad.
The case was cracked and lost
And the songs occasionally skip a beat
   like memories made deliberately sketchy through time and wear.
But I still play the tunes
   even though they show my age
   and reveal a sentiment I scarcely share anymore
Because once upon a time, when I heard them,
I was happy.


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