Music To My Ears
Music to My Ears
I love to hear coins in a jar
parades approaching from afar
beautiful John Barry tunes
a timer ringing a second too soon.
I love to hear a cat meow
the laughter of a little child
heavy rain upon my roof
words you can accept as truth.
A ringing phone is musical
it means there is a chance in all
the world to hear a welcome voice
for moments to laugh and rejoice.
When I go shop for anything
in winter, summer, fall or spring
I look and look at each detail
until I hear the words, “ON SALE”
My ears adore the music of
sounds that speak, committed love.
Until which time God sends the elf
I’ll make them as I write myself.
There is a music sweeter than
the human ear can understand.
No inkling of a sound is heard.
The heart must listen to the words.
2/12/19
Music to my Ears Poetry Contest Sponsor: Silent One
Copyright © Janis Thompson | Year Posted 2019
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