Songs In My Heart
Since I was a child with dreams, oh so many,
my heart, it wished to be a player of song.
I listened and learned all the words that I heard
So, when the music started, I could sing along.
As I got older, I knew I had a talent for words,
I was able to write many a poem and song.
So, my next big attempt at the music game
was getting an axe and learning to play along.
I took it to bed and I prayed to God
that He would bless me with all of the skill.
I’d practice morning, noon and night, without flaw.
I thought I’d do it. I had the will.
As I got older, I realized the importance
of the music that flowed in my head.
However, I’m no rock star, nor ever will be,
I play my music for sheer enjoyment, instead.
The thrill of my songs flowing through to my hands
made me search for more instruments to play.
I taught myself the drums and the piano, too.
“You’re a one man band”, my friends used to say.
Ah, but, even today all types of music inspire
those dreams that had laid dormant inside.
But, my love for music has never been hidden
and my enjoyment when playing still thrives.
So, when I hear about all of these new talents,
some young, some old, but at the top of the charts.
I have to smile because I still think I could have
made it to the top with the songs in my heart.
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