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A Sad Refrain

In the corner stands your memory wrapped in time
Behind a wicker basket where I've kept it at bay
It wasn't buried when you died, just quietly put away
Until I opened the door against winter's longest day


Inside the leather case resides the silence of a ghost
Emotional renditions are heard; every note in place
I see your rocking chair, the smile on your face
Your voice clearly heard; you played Amazing Grace


Inside reflections of my mind I could see you
You, before your summer's sunshine fate
Me, with your guitar; I thought you were great
Would I learn to chord it or was it too late


In the drowsy light of morn amid stillness whispers
Your guitar brings a patchwork of pain
Somewhere there's an echo I can't explain
Maybe it's my teardrops splashing a sad refrain


Un Refrain Triste

I miss you daddy more than you can ever know
February 19, 2011

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