A sweet guitar melody

A memory of days past

When the sunflowers danced

In long summers

Where the stereo in a station wagon

Played the tunes that would define

Periods of a life yet defined

On the winter wind the melody now floats

Where bare branches replaced blooming flowers

The winter’s night cannot contain

The overflowing joy of notes connected to memories

Sweet days of childhood

Expressed in major and minor harmonics

Past, but not forgotten 

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