Funny how winter
strikes a chord in my heart
playing keys that pluck
strings of pain...
And love was in the air,
fluttering in a turmoil
of old songsheet melodies
missing notes of love
the doves couldn't play...
They flew elsewhere
fanning flames of passion
of new true lovers.

Cyn 



I do like this one, it sings a song, sad but truthfully 

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