Thursday, April 22, 2021

The Trumpets

 


Vranje, Serbia




The Trumpets 



They will be here the day you are born.

Their deafening call will let you know what this place is like.

Theirs will be the lullaby that brings thunder into your dreams.

Their music never stops.

They will wake you up at public holidays.

They will play your song over and over

after your first heartbreak.

You will dance to them on your wedding day.

They will see you off at railway stations,

as you go searching for somewhere quiet to live.

They will wait for you until you return.

Their deafening call will let everyone know you are back.

This sound is your heartbeat.

You were never meant to live in silence.

They will stay with you for the rest of your days.

And when you go, they will follow as far as they can.

They will cry for you

long after you are gone,

filling the night air

with that song you used to love.









GloPoWriMo Day 22




1 comment:

  1. "They will see you off at railway stations,
    as you go searching for somewhere quiet to live."

    Ahh! I felt that. My mother is a huge fan of this music, even though it's my father who has Serbian roots. :)

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