Paul Gerard Reed

How Many Highs - Poem by Paul Gerard Reed

How many highs have you taken me to?
Cares unfolded that had been compressed,
The battle against sadness
So exquisitely expressed;

It was good to know
That it was something I could share,
The realisation of what it was
Made it easier to bear;

And even now, with the battle won,
With love and happiness found,
I have come through it all
But remain haunted by the sound;

We are not allowed to have heroes
With finger pressed on fret,
But the magical notes created
Still reverberate yet

Topic(s) of this poem: music

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 10, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, September 14, 2015

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