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D. Thurmond Aka Jef (James Everett Falcon)

D. Thurmond Aka Jef (James Everett Falcon)

The Melody

There’s a melody that fills my soul
And it plays upon my mind,
The tune is soft and always full,
But words for it I do not find.
 
A soothing song to ease my woes
And overcome my worldly gloom.
At times I try to draw its’ notes
And illustrate its caring tune.
 
This melody has touched my heart,
So I find it’s well worth speaking of.
Should I choose a name for it?
I’ll just call it love.
 
 
D. Thurmond / JE Falcon
1985

Just a thought.

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