What Remains

Our love was that of cardinals 
huddled together 
dueting against the imposing cold

Tuning our pitches
Refining our harmonies 
We composed elegant music 

But as her voice rose above mine 
our duet became her solo 
You yearned to sing with a bird 
whose notes could dance with yours 

You found that in my friend
And together you sing a new song 

Different loves strike different chords
Each unique note embodies a memory 
Like the times I used blush when you kissed me 
with your Rapunzel hair draped over my back 

Our royal ballroom your white tiled kitchen floor 
where you taught me to dance 

Parked outside was the pickup truck 
where you taught me to love 

These notes are gone 
And you have returned 

It’s been long since we last sang our song 
Yet together we sing 


Out of tune 

Remains of what was 
And a reminder of what could have been…

– Connor Lees, The Haverford School, Class of 2017

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