Grace Notes For M Lady Tara Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

I’m haunted by a memory.
A tune I cannot quite recall,
in quiet times it comes to me
as into reverie I fall.
Somehow it seems to soothe my soul
makes all my troubles disappear.
Knits up the pieces makes me whole,
assures me that I’ve nought to fear.
A harpist plays the melody
accompanied by a silver flute.
They blend in perfect harmony
as if it was composed to suit
my taste when in a pensive mood.
I would record it if I could.