Unfinished Melody

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By Lunaria

Unfinished Melody Sitting in my easy chair Soft light glowing on my hair That once was golden light Now is streaked with white Leaning back I breathe a sigh Wipe a tear from my eye That welled up from a memory old And left me shivering and cold Once I was a pretty lass Not too smart but I had class Eyes of blue, clear and bright Skin alabaster light I had a perky little nose I wore the newest style clothes My feet were small, my fingers long I did not do any wrong Then one day I hopped a train In the middle of a pouring rain I left the town where I was born And rode that train 'til the next morn We stopped in a small, quaint town I liked it's looks and I hopped down I met a man and married him My life was full up to the brim I bore him children, twelve in all I buried him in the late fall Now I sit in reverie Of what has been and what was to be Back in the town where I was born I left a husband there to mourn Was his life good, was it bad I'll never know what we might have had Now my life is winding down I won't go back to my home town I don't want to know what might have been For I was happy, see my grin. Copyright © 2005 Lunaria (Lila May Guptill)

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July 31, 2005 06:49waterlily

UnFinished Melody is a haunting title to introduce a poem about the life of love with the unfinished business of "what might have been"...and perhaps the same could be said for one's original home...especially when one can knot return...MeaningFUll...TY!

August 13, 2005 15:01faith. . .

really good and progressive...makes you wonder what could have been perhaps...