Love Poem: The Tune She Played
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Written by: Mel Merrill

The Tune She Played

There was sadness in the tune she played.
Was she lost, or perhaps afraid?
Perhaps I should have longer stayed.
Would that have any difference made?
The leaving, though, cut like a blade--
And that's a pain I'd gladly trade.
So am I lost, or perhaps afraid?
Of this I am, the tune she played.

--Mel