It was a song that held you
Kept you
Saved you
The notes that blended
Bleeding into
Perfection
A harmony that could not
Be repeated
A memory that cannot
Be defeated
It was the sun that warmed you
Framed you
Glittering
Shaded by fluttering
Canopy
And bokeh
A memory that will not be
Wiped away
Just one thing that happened
On that day
A memory of an impromptu song with friends at Landa Park, New Braunfels, in 1990 or so.
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