Wednesday, May 22, 2019

Share Your Song


Cinnamon hair 
Guitar in the air 
Melodious voice serenades

All eyes are upon you
Hearts opening 
With every verse

 A peaceful silence fills the air 

A true musician
Truthful man, whose had his share

No choice -  
He must care 

A proud musical mother
Beaming with pride and delight 

In world that creates 
Day and night

Laura M.   5/19
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