I love the word: melody
I've been thinking about all the melodies we hear throughout life.
And how life itself is also one, continuous melody. The high notes and the low. The beautiful and bittersweet. Fast and slow. And so it plays on...
I hope you enjoy this photo (not mine but I love it) and the poem too, which I wrote a few years ago.
The Melody of Life
Mother’s: sigh.
Baby’s: cry.
Hushed by a gentle,
Lullaby.
Starlit, summer nights.
Giggles and childhood fun.
Round the campfire.
The old tunes draw everyone.
Teen’s rebellion; IPODs blare.
Feet flying fast.
As passions flare.
In perfect rhythm, to the latest:
Metal Stallion?
Sweet scents of lilac spring.
As young lover’s dance.
Hearts in time to;
tender notes of romance.
Mid-life’s song.
The beat goes on….
Hips a swayin’
While the golden groove keeps playing.
Old folk’s bliss.
Holding hands; they reminisce.
Bittersweet memories of their Autumn’s,
First Kiss.
The melody of life goes on…
Song to song.
As the years roll along.
Sealing memories in their own special way.
Pressed between pages that will never fade.
GHH/ 2008
Photo courtesy of Flickr
