It starts with the warmth
Of a piano
Then the sensitive swing
Of an upright bass
And brushes on percussion
And finally
Your voice
Strong
Emotive
Graceful
Honest
Intuitive
“This bitter earth...”
I listen to you sing
While I drive
Under the sun
Filtering through
Colorful leaves
You phrasing the words
“What good is love...Mmmmmmmm...That no one shares...”
The four instruments
Dance around each other
Ne plus ultra
As my tears
Begin to fall
“Today you’re young...Too soon you’re old...”
Oh
You’ve sang this song before
Perhaps
In a past life
You own it with majesty
And like your old man
Dinah Washington and Clyde Otis
Would be so proud
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