Older Music Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Older Music



The light bulbs hum
As the frig knocks out
A rhythm and beat
To accompany the rain
Banging on the metal awning.

An unexpected
Little melody rambles
Through my head.
I’m fifteen again
First prom,

Falling in love
With you
And the Beatles.
I still love you like that
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah.

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