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Music


listen to the music that flows through my fingers

the reed vibrating leaves emotion that lingers

my vocal chords serenade sweet sounds to your ears

bring tears to the eyes of the few that hear

I strike the string with a hardened pick

from my favorite song, I play a sweet lick

the rich sounds of clarinet flow through the air

sheet music makes a book who's story I share

spread my fingers over piano keys

classical, current, tap the tempo out with my knees

rythym was the hardest, or most difficult if you please

with the help of my director I read it with ease

thank you to my teachers

music is now love to me.

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