Poetry

Life Is a Song- by me

Shall we go to the concert?
And watch this song be born.
Through these noisy warmups and tunes,
To the tapping of a conductor’s wand.

Let us watch the song’s first steps
And all the falls and tears.
And watch the joyous smiles of the song’s life.

Let us watch the song’s troubles and mistakes,
As one note goes sour,
But the conductor helps it get back on track,
And so the song goes on.

Eventually the song stops
And fades away.
Leaving tears of joy and sorrow in its wake.
But still the memory of the song remains,
In the notes of our hearts
And our newly inspired tomorrows.