The Way It Was - Poem by Terry Donovan
I listened to you sing our fav'rite song
And heard the children's laughter from outside
Those sounds that I'd not heard for oh so long.
I listened and I smiled and then I cried.
Music to my ears and to my heart
Memories so readily restored,
From which I never should have been apart,
Sounds which I should never have ignored.
The years rolled back to long-gone happy days,
And while I listened time was standing still,
I saw the world as one big happy haze,
Nostalgic'ly I shuddered from the thrill.
The music stopped replaced by empty pain
Until I played the cassette once again.
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