MAGIC MELODY (A Poem)

Bring out that guitar
Go ahead

Let's strum those strings

Our magic melody begins...

We'll sing of the shadows

or the painful hour

We'll sing of the flowers

or the blinding sun

We'll sing about something

or nothing

We'll sing to a thousand  

or sing to just one

Just sing
Never ask why 

With music 

our soul has no other choice 

but to fly


2:47 PM












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