Serenade
by Cathy Windham
that takes me back in time
Of days and fun we used to have
when we were in our prime
The melody will be soft and slow
as evening shadows grow
For in your guitar lies a song for me
that only you will know
I had the feeling many have
when they are reminded of the past
that in this moment of the future
you want it all to last
Yet as all dreams and songs do end
when tempo begins to trail
the song you sang for me that day
impressed me without fail
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