Musical Morning

I wake up with a song in my head

Can't wait to get out of bed

With a guitar by my side

I strum a few chords

 

Music is my energy

A force that drives me everyday

Hop on the bus to get to school

Gaze out the window and use my brain as my writing tool

 

A new story is built everyday

Small actions create big movements

Just as chapters create a book

I store these ideas and hold them forever

 

With the gift of music each day is a precious gift

Never should one forget these gifts

They make us who we are

The morning is the start of a new song that I welcome

 

Every morning is a new beginning

Every morning holds new possibilities

Every morning is a step forward 

Every morning is a musical morning 

 

 

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