The Melody

The beat to which
I vaguely dance
is strange and slightly mad

A different tune
was gone too soon
but yes oh yes I had

A waltz in time
a lovely rhyme
a beat that was sublime

This solo dance
with empty arms
is not the chosen path

and yet I twirl
inside myself
no reason, rhyme or wrath.

I hear the beat
of yesterdays
when time was young and kind

And still I waltz
in days long passed
The melody in my mind

© vrd 4/30/05


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