Many Moments Of Music Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Moments of music flashing their energetic colors,
a force to be reckoned with throughout the night,
painting simple requests into the evening.

Blasting details of life as it eases itself slowly
into moods and whispers of what might have been or
could have been.

If music had never been, what a boring life this
would be, so glad that a runaway train has come
into this poetical mind taking it into depths of
another time.