The Music Poem by April Humason

You live in the words and thrive from pain and happiness. Your verse will nurse us out of sickness. The chorus grips to your lips. When you play, rhythms enter into the day. You string along people with the beat of your song. Your violin sends magnetic vibrations through the skin. The beauty of your harmony engages the ear. The art of your music dances in the heart. Your Melodies surround the soul with angelical sound. Your mesmerizing hook has us begging for more.