Relay-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site utzoo.UUCP Posting-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site security.UUCP Path: utzoo!linus!faron!security!bob From: bob@security.UUCP (Bob Jordan esq.) Newsgroups: net.poems Subject: SONG Message-ID: <814@security.UUCP> Date: Thu, 20-Dec-84 09:58:08 EST Article-I.D.: security.814 Posted: Thu Dec 20 09:58:08 1984 Date-Received: Sun, 23-Dec-84 01:58:03 EST Organization: MITRE Corp., Bedford MA Lines: 29 Every song must end. However, I have heard some continue even after the music has stopped; as a hum maybe, or pursed lips whistling in time to the tattoo of my fingers drumming lightly upon my chair. Love, too, is a song; sometimes lively, now slow; and as every beginning is different, so are the finales. This bond we share is a duet; but eventually the music will finish and slowly fade away. Then it shall be music- a song will be your legacy. Your hands clutch; I twirl, pirouette, am spinning around. As I approach you yet I dance away. Nearer, closer, and then I'm gone. I will never forget your song. Long after the instruments have ceased to play I shall hum your melody. I will hear your rhythms reverberating softly within my head; knowing that all songs must end.