Susan Q. - 2/18/2009 7:42 PM ET
Great this is true poetry
Music flies from his fingertips Like cards from a magicians hand Softly, gently Like water moving in a quiet stream Violent, quaking Like thunder in a summer storm Notes of sound Like voices of angels Soothing to the soul Like a mothers lullaby Suspenseful Waiting for that dramatic end Softly, Gently Violent, Quaking Soothing, Suspenseful Notes of sound Voices of angels Beautiful Music And then.. THE END Then there is no more |
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