Till there was you

Had to do a poem about this song from the Beatles. It's been on my mind.

A song lingers
One with bird and singing
Being alive
Having chills
And yet it is that time again
The flowers are in bloom
No wind in sight
Something is in the air
It's not time to be cynical
Hope lies at the door
Who knows yet what is in store

Reviews

[Relic]

The song was actually sung by many people sense the 1950's and was even in a play called The Music Man.
It's funny how a song can spark an idea for a poem. Something always seems to come from something else, even if it's borrowed and disguised.

Nice poem and something to contemplate.

[Kady R.]

Thanks Relic!! It's definitely a wonderful song. Thanks for the backstory!! I'll check out music man. Thanks for the review, I appreciate it!!

[John the Baptist]

Indeed, it is never time to be cynical. There is always hope.

[Kady R.]

I agree!!! Thanks for your review!! I really appreciate it.

[Ash]

this is also amazing Kady you have very great taste in music and your a very good poet I showed my bf he loves 90's and 80's music and he said that he loves it to and that it made him smile

[Kady R.]

Awwwww Ash!!! I'm happy for you and your boyfriend!! 🤗🤗🤗🤗Hope you have a wonderful dayyy todayyy!!

[Ash]

you too and thank you