My Song
My favourite song is playing
again,
the music shifts back the years,
To faces and places that
bring me home,
To the days we had no fears.
Traveling time to be with
you,
To moments we lived forever.
Evenings filled with American
Pie,
With Cheshire smiles
endeavoured.
There was nothing then, we
couldn’t do,
When we hung around together,
The world at large our
modeling clay
Ours to mold and weather.
The roads exciting, we
traveled far,
Our energy fast and strong,
those were the days, I
remember well,
that come back to me in song.
Notes a brim with wine and
roses,
Eternal promises meant to
keep,
The days of smiling faces,
The days that make me weep.
I see you there, shining
bright,
Defying time to end,
Old moments created, they’re
with me now,
with the happiness that they
send.
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About
this Poem: Music is a most giving experience that also has the power to
transcend time. Songs can take us on a trip as if we just stepped into a conscious
time machine where we go back to moments long ago to see faces and places while
feeling the ambience of the time…moments that seem like yesterday.
Don
McLean – American Pie