Oct 2015
When I find art
brightly questions,
answers entrancing,
lights space.
Emotions dart
wake suggestions
chords enhancing,
answer bass.
Memories start
whisper intentions
as imprints dancing
minds embrace.
Touch, impart
cloudy tensions,
our souls advancing
wisdom trace.
Funeral depart
Tune of emotions,
with tears glancing
my pained face.
Songs craft,
words suspension
be an ***** prancing.
Let it be, grace.
© A P Taylor,
brightly questions,
answers entrancing,
lights space.
Emotions dart
wake suggestions
chords enhancing,
answer bass.
Memories start
whisper intentions
as imprints dancing
minds embrace.
Touch, impart
cloudy tensions,
our souls advancing
wisdom trace.
Funeral depart
Tune of emotions,
with tears glancing
my pained face.
Songs craft,
words suspension
be an ***** prancing.
Let it be, grace.
© A P Taylor,
My father bought this album when I was four, loved this song so much I learned how to play the record player to listen to it by the age of five. This is The Beatles, Let it Be, I heard this song play on the way to a good friends funeral this year (verse five). With key lyrics from the song selectively interspersed.
