Let It Play On
From the violin of lady fair
soft classical notes fill the air.
soothing music floats through open french doors
carried on a summer breeze
billowing lace curtains
As I lie upon the chaise lounge
in and out of sleep I doze.
Sweet melody a lullaby.
Heavy eyelids begin to close.
Deep in my slumber
he comes to me in a dream.
In his arms I swoon
as we waltz to Blue Danube.
Forever let it play on.
Broken Wing's contest.
It's All About Four.
23/04/2018
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