Wednesday, April 6, 2016

All the right notes...(National Poetry Month #6)


She still knew all the words
She could find the rhythm
Play the tune
Find the right melody
They were part of her soul

She could make you weep
Pull you in with the lyrics
Humming along
Swaying to the sounds
You would believe in the music

She kept playing over and over
Until her fingers bled
Her voice raw
You might believe but she didn't
She knew it was missing the harmony.

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