JulyPoWriMo 19

So much music discovered late in life
You never got around to listening
Sometimes the singer goes away before
Returning in a late career triumph
After so many decades of silence
As if somehow suddenly reappeared
In time to leave one last final reprise
Though our life is as fresh as a daisy
The lesson is you must live till you die
You never know what song may come along
To save you as so much is departing
Those two eyes you will never see again
If there could be somebody made for me
I hope to meet them as the rainbow ends