There was a flame
At the end of a busy road
Stubborn and bright
Accepting to the wind
There was a melody
Simple and inviting
At the middle of the road
Echoing on its own notes
And the road kept the flame
As long as the flame wanted to hear
The melody bounce on concrete and steel
On people's faces and on their steps
For the road kept them busy
Unaware of the flame and deaf
When a summer rain covered the flame
In melody, in caring lyrics, drop
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Drop
March 23, 2024
© Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2024
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