A Melody Remembered

A melody remembered,
for being incomplete,
its harmonies were perfect,
yet they didn't quite fit,
the notation neatly written,
on crisp white manuscript,
each note so soft and gentle,
with chords echoeing each beat,
voices kept on singing,
cause they couldn't find an end,
every combination tried,
just missed that certain flair,
someday it will be finished,
with an ending heaven sent,
but for now they'll just keep trying,
to complete the incomplete.