Ever changing,
Rearranging its
Own melody.
Sweet now,
Ever flowing, never
Knowing the end rhyme.
High notes blast in laughter,
Low notes moan for tears,
Hope renews it vigilance!
Love sings a happy song,
Strong again in the hearts and
Prayers open to its treasures.
Dorothy A. Holmes
A Poet Who Loves To Sing
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beautiful expression, Ever flowing, never Knowing the end rhyme. High notes blast in laughter, Low notes moan for tears, - these lines are very poetic, thanks for sharing