Song of the summer
has waited to come to light
over fifty years
faces and sounds more
alive now than when they might
have been forgotten
in intervening
epochs still to be muddled
through the present age
a gift to stay young
audio and celluloid
saved with love and care
moments don’t grow old
they change or stay relevant
by their inertia
music still a piece
of how redemption happens
though the tune is past
looking back you see their soul