Music In Our Hearts

Music in our bones music in our hearts
Music in the air singing from a lark,

Sailing ‘cross the river moon
Beethoven sends dreams of the sonatas swoon,
Chopin lulls the senses, for applause,

Snowdrops ring the dainty bells cause
Daffodils start their famous dance,
With a Strauss waltz wafting a lilting breeze of trance

Music in our bones music in our hearts
Music in the air singing from a lark.

Memories of a T S Elliot poem find
Greatness to flow from Andrew Lloyd’s mind.
To drowned us in dreams of falling leaves,

Then Mozart lifts our souls up to the eaves,
His magic his mighty requiem of love
His music to God of all rises far above.

Music in our bones music in our hearts,
Music in the air singing from a lark.

poem by Ken e Hall
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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