Times delay
When need to celebrate.
I go nostalgic.
I go guide!
A thread of old soul.
Full, I turn on the radio
To hear what I grew
Up on... vocals.
Instruments almost
Was eaten...
Trumpet's goal,
And by black white keys.
Pianos like my family,
Jazzy and all.
But, I'll save them
As though they
were my own
For... another day.
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K.A. Smith
K. A. Smith – published author and poet with experience in architectural design. I try to bring love and life into every poem or story. I believe every piece of art is "effective" in some way. Please follow along, and share your thoughts.
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