old town, dawn ’20

in salzburg’s heart, where melodies resound,
i wander through time’s hallowed ground.
as golden rays paint the city’s grace,
i find myself in a familiar place.

monchsberg hill, where memories bloom,
a symphony of life, an ancient tune.
with each step, nostalgia’s embrace,
guides me through time’s sacred space.

festung’s walls, a witness strong,
to dreams and passions that once belonged.
the echoes of festspiele’s grand design,
still dance within this heart of mine.

schatz konditorei sweet delight,
cremeschnitte cake, a cherished sight.
laughter shared with friends so dear,
now echoes faintly in the air.

through years that come and years that go,
life’s symphony, an ebb and flow.
friends once close, now far away,
their love still shines like light of day.

the church bells chime, a timeless rhyme,
a bridge to days of youthful prime.
in getreidegasse’s cobbled lane,
a tapestry of memories remain.

linzergasse, where dreams took flight,
like mozart’s music in the night.
oh, salzburg’s old town, i hold dear,
your essence etched in every tear.

in evenings calm, as shadows blend,
the piano keys, my heart will tend.
a melody from ages past,
a love that’s meant to everlast.

in quiet corners, photographs,
whisper stories of the paths
i’ve walked, the laughter i have known,
through joys and sorrows, life has shown.

my grandchildren, a beacon bright,
their love a star in darkest night.
though distance parts us, love will find,
a symphony that intertwines.

as dawn turns bright, i sit and rest,
in salzburg’s embrace, i am blessed.
for every note, a memory’s gleam,
a poetic symphony, it seems.

yet, in these moments, my thoughts stray,
to shadows lengthening with each day.
as life’s crescendo starts to wane,
i ponder what will still remain.

the final movement soon shall start,
with grace and peace within my heart.
in death’s embrace, i’ll find repose,
as life’s symphony, at last, draws close.

and when i’m gone, my echoes soar,
in salzburg’s breeze forevermore.
a part of this poetic sea,
a symphony of memories and me.