Heavenly Delight - Poem by Joyce Hemsley
Never had magic filled the sky until
Beethoven's Sonata echoed on high.
In love was he with a maiden fair
Countess Guicciardi took him there
And her magnetism was no lie...
The Moonlight Sonata tells us why.
Classical music ~ in three parts
Guitars, so gently, touching all hearts
Number fourteen of Beethoven Sonatas
Was heard beyond hills
And over green pastures
In wonderful moonlight upon the lake
Music resounded for love's own sake.
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