music life
I first knew that music was poignant to me, when i showed an affinity to singing. My voice, anonymous to most, gave me assauge. But my proliferate love of music had just begun. Authentic sounds from the radio lit my profound soul, and I knew in that moment; that music is auspicious, and maybe even contageous. when ever music is around I acquiesce to the plausible rythms, beats, and notes that make music poignant to me.
This poem is about:
Me