The Sound of the Music

The voices 
Created a sweet soft song 
Like a melody 
Sung for a child 
Sleeping in their bed 
As their father sings them to sleep 
As he did years ago 

And the music 
Sounds like the times 
We once forgot 
The same as 
At the fair when I was four years old 

And the breaks 
Sound like the tears 
From my eyes 
The same as my mothers 
And my fathers 
Choking back the words
I never wanted to say 

And the lyrics 
Are like that summer
Frozen perfect in my head 
Everytime I close my eyes 
The faces and words and life 
Comes back 

And the end 
Is a sweet song 
As you sit in the hospital bed
As peace surrounds you 
And life washes over you 
As the waves of the water once did 
And your memories are laid to rest 
As the song comes to an end  

meandpaul

MN

15 years old

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