And the music played.

And the music played.

As the love of life

played out on strings,

death....

played out on piano,

low key.

As the trumpet sounds

brought new life,

the procession of drums

marched time.

Reviews

[Elmarie]

I love music and I love poetry, all I need now is a cup of chai or coffee and I am set and I can get on with my life. Lovely poem.

Blessings

El

[andrew mitchell]

So do I Elmarie, love music and poetry, a tea, coffee or a wine! Thank you so much.:)