Cassette Tape

Play it and listen

I found an old cassette tape on antique,

Staring at its rusty parts make it unique,

Inside it, there are songs to be remembered,

melodies and lyrics, must to be heard.

I play it on harmonic radio,

Listening to the life have shown,

My love, passion and sorrow,

Creating a soothing tune like a mellow.

I play it all around the day,

In each hour and in every way.

Replaying all the moments so hard,

Rewinding the music within my heart,

I didn't stop nor pause,

I just touch play... because that song could prose,

The thousand happenings in a split second of my life.