Poem about Music
: The Music
Poem about Music : The Music :
I hear the music.
The music is playing.
The music is soft.
The music is now fading.
The music is gone.
Which means so is my life.
No music means no life.
The music is gone.
Come back to me music.
The Music is beginning.
I have a life.
The music is pretty.
The Music is wonderful.
Oh no.
The music is fading again.
I love the music.
The music is gone.
Good bye music.
By
Kathryn Thompson
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