At the Music Fest
A shady spot, a comfy seat,
A quiet crowd, a breeze
And music played so sweetly
It could bring you to your knees.
An ice cream cone, a friendly buzz
Of fans and families strolling
And folks when asked to sing along
Not needing much cajoling.
The Milford Music Fest rolls ‘round
One weekend every year.
I always feel so fortunate
When I can make it here.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2016
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