Music from a Forgotten Age
Darkened smoke filled rooms
When Trumpet’s, Saxophones, Clarinets…..
Were all the rage.
My memories, are many.
Some are bitter, most, are.....
Sweet .
Happy times, sad times, bad times.
But all......
My times.
Some shared, with those .....that cared .
Though not that many……
The rain has gone !
Skies are blue
Play your song,
I'll sing along
Standing, neath your window.
I see your face behind the glass.
But you don’t see me
Seems
it's a doomed love
never meant to last
Giajl © Jim Love