The Sound of music
The off the frame the sound was magnificent
The sound of the sax was the middle of the pack
The sound of the piano brought the bass to the party
The sound of the trumpet was the cherry on top of the milkshake
The color of all of the instruments
The shine of the brass from the trumpet and the sax made them glow
The deep black of the piano was like a void
The light red of the guitar brought some flavor to the mix
There are people waiting to play the wonderful instruments
There are people lining around the block to hear them play
There are so many adults that fell like kids when they hear them play
The kids feel like they can fly when they hear them play
The color of the painting was so vibrant
The way they love the sound
Was a beautiful thing to see
How they love the sound of them all together
Was the best thing in the world
No one knew the sound they would behold in there ears
There were so many sounds at one time for one person
It was the sound of joy and happiness
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