So many of us can call to mind “that song”: the one that is tied to so many of our memories. The one that has become a part of us, that can transport us back in time with a chorus or a melody. Despite the song being the same, life brings about shifts in the way we hear it.
Your thoughts and poem are spot on. I
That song came on today
Still can't sing along but listened
The pain and sadness overwhelming
I can hear you sing it. How I miss you Dad.
Let it be let it be
I wonder if you were thinking of your own mother Mary
I pray that you are with her now
I hope one day I will be too
Love you Dad