Poem is Like Music
Each word a note, a quiet song,
lines rise and fall where hearts belong.
Pauses hum as loudly as the sound,
meaning dances, turning all around.
Rhythm threads through every heartbeat
and soul and melody at last meet.
Copyright © Rowena Velasco | Year Posted 2025
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