She Is The Music
By Lord R.e. Taylor
She is such a special girl
She sits alone, but she is never alone
Her music stays with her always
Coming from her father’s old Walkman
Through a pair of her favorite headphones
The music becomes a part of her
Each note travels to her fingers
Coming out as a new poem or a new story
Or maybe a princess is a witch’s palace
Something only she can fully understand
But, that is who this girl truly is
She is the music and the music is her
© Poem – VIII/XXXI/MMXXII
LRET
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