Raising Expectations Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Quietly rehearsing tokens of love in solitary moments of peace.
Placing faith in the agility of music as it placates my mind's
intellect.

Always rising to every occasion that comes into being as it is
created in shape and formed perfectly to fit any avenue of
rhythm.

Delicately pursuing the pitch and beat that fits my particular
mood right now.
Dancing on air, being in my mind and enjoying the freedom it
gives me.
Feeling lighter than air at any given moment, so perfectly in
tune with every staccato beat and intended rest between.

Sololy tracing each pathway into lands of deviation from the
normal, just to see how something ordinary can take shape and
become something worthwhile for tomorrow's generations.

Teaching all those who have an innate talent to expand and
raise their expectations above the ordinary and normal dull,
routine avenues from now on.