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BIG BAND
In red jackets they had assembled
instruments to hand, smiling.
My eye took them in
close enough to touch,
the living
and some I knew had passed over
Long hours we had spent together
glued into years
in pursuit of music,
I made them what I remembered,
reached round the back of memory
propped them up again smiling
and the dream was good.
Sunday 29th November 2015 10:06 pm
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