The Conductor
Tap tap goes the baton
Above all others he stands upon
Silence, we hold our gaze
Anxious we wait as the curtains raise
Lift of a hand, ready on stage
An aria begins to flow right off the page
Copyright © Erin S | Year Posted 2012
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