Come And Play Your Music Well Poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen

Come And Play Your Music Well



When the ghost of disease
cripples my fantasies,
I must strum my guitar
and sing a song of peace.

When bright days are haunted
by dark clouds of pain and fears,
I must harmonize my strings
and play the sweetest melodies.

Monday, December 3, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: courage,illness,lifestyle
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