Projecting himself as concert prince
My special child, full of confidence
Serenades by his tunes’ preference
Enthralling my heart he does convince.
Using his left hand in mic*’s absence
He belts out with gracious persistence
Then prodding me by his insistence
I join him for a duet license.
While we clap midst rhythmic rebounds
Our voices blend in harmony rounds
Through action songs of melodious sounds
Expressing that gratitude abounds.
Singing with my son is great blessing
Blissful partnership of sweet bonding
Therapeutic as stress-relieving
Oh, wondrous way of joyous praising**.
(*abbreviation for microphone)
** Ezra 3:11 And they sang together by course in praising and giving thanks unto the LORD; because he is good, for his mercy endureth for ever...
December 27, 2019
3rd place, "STRAND any form any theme" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 1/18/2020.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2019
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