Healing the Heart
Healing the Heart
By: Burgundee Pannell
When I feel low
Full of great sorrow and woe
I am in need of music to flow
Through my fretful body
From my itty-bitty toes
To the tips of my trembling lips
Harmonies satisfying every inch
Then I feel of the unexplainable relief
There is a magic made by the melody
Tis' more than just sound
A sound heard by ears
Tis' a story created to heal
Even the most damaged of hearts.
👁 4💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.