Music is the memory of my Life;
songs from long ago,
capturing Emotions i remember
but no longer feel,
for i have steeled myself too long
in my meager efforts to get along,
though in a moment i'm lost in a song
and either smiling or crying,
all my old friends are passing
like good times remembered;
their Music will last, here,
within my Broken Heart,
behind my Tired Eyes
Long May We Run, indeed,
if just looking for a place to cry...
(11-12-10)
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