Music Fixes Me
Headphones on and humming softly till I know each word
Some are good old friends and some are new ones I just heard
Into the wee hours we go on with this love affair
Or first thing upon waking I will find it waiting there
I am in love with music and I know most every song
Listening to classic rock and singing loud and strong
There are times when blues will take me where I want to be
Close my eyes and let it take me drifting out to sea
Not much of a head-banger but still I like a few
Ballads soothe my savage beast and comfort me it's true
Feeling country I'll put on my Martina or Tim
They don't know but I sing harmony with her and him
Oldies from the fifties make me float across the floor
Seventies and eighties gets me dancing even more
Never want to live without my music that's for sure
Whatever's ailing heart or mind,my music is the cure!
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2011
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