Here's To The Music Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

A thick veil of mist covers the hills,
The mountain invisible by its presence,
The morning sky so grey and still,
It's early and just after seven.
The sweet sounds of birds are missing this morn,
Just the sounds of cars, passing by,
I pour my morning brew in my favourite cup,
Turn to my radio,
And give a loud sigh.
Here's to another day without you,
I'll get through it somehow,
For I always do,
For life isn't easy I know without you,
But here's to the memories,
And sweet music,
My cure.


Jayne Louise Davies