' One Fine Day Poem by Linda Ori
' One Fine Day
We'll be together one fine day
Though life has turned our hair to gray
And we've missed the tender touch of youth
But not the warm embrace of truth;
The course was set before we knew
That you were me, and I was you,
And though our paths took different turns
The passion deep within us burns;
Like fleeting memories yet unknown,
A beacon shines that draws us home
To all that's real when there is doubt,
To remind us what life's all about;
Though passion blossoms when we're young,
The sweetest songs remain unsung
Until we find that perfect sound -
When the missing note is finally found;
Shall we complete this symphony,
This timeless tale of you and me,
Don't let the music fade away -
We'll be together one fine day.
7/27/2009
(revised from original version written 1/2002)
You know, Midnight, it only took me 3 1/2 years to conclude it....but you DO have a natural penchant for: ''Picture Perfect'' Metre/Rhythm, my dear Midnight.... as so displayed above. You have heard of course the tune from The Beatles famed Sgt. Peppers album, ''Lovely Rita'', that goes, ''Lovely Rita, meter maid, sing us a song about ya'....'' Wellllll, say hello, to yet another title? alias/aka, FjR developed, of course... Midnight Metre M(ade) Magnificent! FjR
Lovely and meaningful poem. The second and fifth verses are brilliant. A pleasing journey through life Steve The Ancient
hello ma'am! ! ! ! ! hi! ! ! ! how are you? ... you know what universty is closed! ! ! I dont know whether to be happy or not.. but i m at home killing time... and just read this beautiful piece.// this one is musical indeed.. it always helps my mind when i read such ones, ma'am... hope you are okay! ! ! ! with lots of love shan
This is a beautiful write, I was actually huming One Fine day the song...not sure why, but I feel like a nooby next to your writing, once again thank you for the write.
And may that day be soon for you Linda, lovely touching poem 10 Daniel
Very nicely expressed. Though passion blossoms when we're young, The sweetest songs remain unsung Until we find that perfect sound - When the missing note is finally found; Shall we complete this symphony A very nice way to look at life. Ben
So tender is the love With age matures more and more like old wine, giving that sweet / bitter taste Beautiful poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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It reminds me of John Keats' lines 'Heard melodies are sweet/ but unheard melodies are sweeter! ' Nice poem!