Let the Violin…
Let the violin play on this trying, dark, and outcast day
Let its song begin and, like a ripple in the world, never end
Do you hear that sound? Crisp and clear like hope falling down?
Do you hear that sound? Pure and sweet, an angel touching ground?
Can you feel that sound, rocking you to and fro.
Can you feel that sound, grabbing you to not let you go.
Let the violin play on this stormy and raging night
Because letting it play is the true thing, letting it play is right
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And Me...
PoetryThis is just a collection of poems that I've written and the others that I plan to write. I'm not claiming to be some epic poet, but I hope you all enjoy. Thanks for reading (if you read) and thanks for commenting (if you speak). Your choice :)
