Music Poem by Phil Soar

Music



My headphones on, My mind astray
Music soothes the hurt away
A random tune in the afternoon
And songsters sing all day
There's nothing quite like music
No matter what its source
And my favourite song, as the day gets long
Can set my mind on course

Monday, May 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: music
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