Without music what would we be.
Without a tune how would we hear,
the lilting voices through the air
that help our souls repair.
The lively dancing to the note.
The beautiful words he wrote.
All would be lost, if we could not hear
A song of now and of past years.
There are those who are dead and soulless.
Those who would take away the light.
We must continue to sing and dance
And show them everything is so bright.
They will bring their darkness with them.
Wherever they may roam.
We must light up their surrounding aura
and bring them safely home.
So sing loud and merry.
Play your tune so high.
The birds will come and join you.
There will be merriment in the sky ❤
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem