Listening To Music On Youtube Poem by Kewayne Wadley

I don't post very often.
But every now and then,
I'm reminded of songs.
No longer played in circulation,
But still on repeat.
The faces that have became
A blur over time.
I miss them so much.
I think of a place that feels fresh.
One not easily deteriorated by faded buildings.
Or the changeover of leases.
Bulldozed or pushed over,
I am at peace knowing that there is such a place.


A place everything still feels the same.
Everyone has an opinion.
Some express theirs openly.
Some indirectly.
Me, not that often.


Dear stranger I hope soon to become a friend.
When you see this,
Leave a like or comment something,
Anything.
So, I'll always hold on to a good time.
Long as the internet stays alive.
There will always be good taste in music