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Slender notes as crisp as frost
cast silver beads across the grass
colour-drained trees old and bare
echo tunes on winter air

Melodies fill the sunless day
where morning shadows long to to play
perched upon a lonely pew
fragile memories form anew

Snippets snatched from days long past
pervade an emptiness that's vast
remembrances both sweet and dear
proffer us a tender tear.

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Reblog; First in this week in response to WDYS # 84 from Chris Hall; A beautiful heartfelt poem. Enjoy