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Friday, August 19, 2022

Flute Song

 The lovely notes

of the silver flute

belong to the woodland

as much as birdsong


The gentle melody 

and the scent of flowers

fill the air

and all is still 


tranquil 

as the waters of the glistening lake

My Love's eyes were just as calm 

and blue


the dreamlike flute 

play a lullaby 

soothing as 

My Love's soft voice


I remember the sweetness 

of the familiar sound

from lips like rose petals


My Love's mind was as brilliant

with a heart as warm

as the sun 


with delicate hands

and long fingers 

ideal for 

that pleasant flute


The wailing flute

cries out mournfully

the sound my heart makes

when I realize

you are gone



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