Using Every Gift Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stress immediately evaporating with the very first note
and it's penetrating tone, pleasing all senses with it's
beginning tempo.

Hearing every detail, having perfect pitch, entering even
silence with it's quiet sounds, totally appreciating this
gift, treasuring and cherishing it like all the others.

Ones that are tucked away within my mind's intellect and
heart, so enticingly being delighted through the years
while using every gift God has given me fully.

Enjoying, blending and mixing them with abstract concepts
just to see what will happen when they fit in with an
inner imagination.