Fictional funeral sonnets from a mother to a daughter. Mary Sure lived from 1969-1985, so look for references and context to that time in history.

On the Radio

Sep 21, 2023

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The first songs you sang to were the Beatles’

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in the car, driving to kindergarten,

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learning from the teacher, Sir George Martin,

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in a little voice that was not feeble.

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Cried like a baby to hear they broke up

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at the time you really were a baby,

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didn’t get to be a screaming lady,

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begging me to turn the radio up.

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Those songs will always remind me of you,

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that era a swelling bruised purple sore

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from vinyl records that shall spin no more.

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Where what is silent remains what is true

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          is where the heart refuses such healing

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          that carefree music brings on good feelings.

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