Beginning Melodies Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rattling through a myriad of sorrows, trying to pull them apart and sort them into piles so as not to have to deal with them again.
Sorry about all sorts of things, giving many excuses, yet never hitting on any right one's to deliver in any type of consequence.
Jumping, bumping and sliding down keys of a piano, sending all melodies back to the beginning just to find their place again in line.
Never touching wrong ideas, following them into tomes of excellent knowing.