Petes Poetry
Music and song.
So sweet the sound, a tune to my ears.
Reminiscing with memories of past years.
A word, a whisper, a song, and note.
If I only had that gift, instead of the words I wrote.
Soul enriched, a smile to my face.
Guitar strings plucked, words in perfect taste.
Angels gather in chord and voice.
For heaven above has made this choice.
Sound and song enrich the soul inside.
For without love of music, I would have died.
Pete.
Reminiscing with memories of past years.
A word, a whisper, a song, and note.
If I only had that gift, instead of the words I wrote.
Soul enriched, a smile to my face.
Guitar strings plucked, words in perfect taste.
Angels gather in chord and voice.
For heaven above has made this choice.
Sound and song enrich the soul inside.
For without love of music, I would have died.
Pete.
