Overture

the sea breeze sings the first note
our faces some blank pages
the post stands still
i go near you and start an overture
as simple as hello
and then we keep the song singing
upon its own lyrics and notes
the theme of course, we all know

solitude transforming itself into bliss
and when we part i shall tell myself
oh, there are so many things i miss
like joy, and peace and happiness

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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