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Walking past your building
Music notes floated on the wind
Surrounding everything in gold gilding
But, without a voice, no words penned

Haunting melodies whispered for attention
'You hear us, write our song', they said
They circled everyone near, creating tension
Some were afraid, others amused, most fled

The music subsides, he ventures outside
He searches for inspiration, in singing birds
In idle conversations, frustrated melodies glide
Past with tears in their eyes, 'Has anyone any words?'

Dinner at a restaurant, his gaze lands softly upon
A beautiful face, mesmerized by words floating around
Her, he listened intently, for she had drawn
A beautiful picture for him, he began to write, his muse found

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 6/29/2018 6:05:00 AM
An enjoyable poem, Ally. A lovely write. T.J
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Date: 6/29/2018 5:49:00 AM
Hi Ally.. I certainly enjoyed reading your interesting poem this morning. I hope you'll take the time to let me know your thoughts on my latest write. Blessings!
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