(July 13,1991 / Indiana)

Music

sings through your mind like a gentle breeze
wiping the thoughts away
it reminds you of a better day

runs through your body
can you feel the beat
before you know it, your tappin' your feet

sitting in your room, no one knows
get movin'
you know you can't resist the groovin'

you go crazy jumping up and down
the music is controlling you
with its special sound

you look up
your dad is watching
the music is gone, but your face has a new red blotching.

by Summer Song

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Comments (2)

Ah yes... music! You have a lot of potential... keep working at it. I like the pace of this one.
aawwww... such a cutie poem here... nice piece rachel =) added to my faves =)