Poetry by A.H. Scott, Copyright 2022
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Yesterday’s Melody
Thinking back of the days gone by, we recline upon the porch swing and sigh
You were the one who saw beyond my immature wrappings
Whimsical lyric of a lark upon a branch above our heads, brings a laugh of youth to our lips
True it was of May and December
Passing sunsets to sunrise were where the melody played
Even as a few wisps of grey came, the notes of love matured in bliss
There were never any blank pages between you and I, as leaves drifted from the trees
Spaces of time before when we were one have been fused with kisses and hearts aflutter
Yesterday isn’t reeled in because the tune slows down with age
Affection’s afterglow traces a design of desire upon life’s page
Longevity’s tune plays softly across the calendar, as moonlight cradles us beneath a blanket of stars
You once pondered who I am and now I will tell you for sure
I am your Melody of yesterday, for now and evermore
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About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and senior contributing writer for Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by Ms. Scott, go here: https://tonyward.com/same_as_it_ever_was/
About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and senior contributing writer for Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by Ms. Scott, go here: https://tonyward.com/same_as_it_ever_was/
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