For Skylee When Blue

Posted: August 2, 2013 in Poetry
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music-notes

Notes hang from music sheets
As if stars in the sky
A sax sings through the streets
Helping the sad to laugh
And the smiling, cry
Vibrations tickling air between souls
A hymn amid empty space
A tiny big bang
Like a word in the beginning
Generating sound waves
That rise and fall
Breaking down walls
You are now a creator
A composer
Of sounds that can save
Let your soul always sing true
And your song always be you

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