Singer Poem by David Hawranek

Singer



And the music played louder
As the singer began to sing
She moved deftly forward
And made the microphone ring

She inhaled very deeply
And then let she out her soul
As she began singing
Some good time rock and roll

The crowd started swaying
And singing along with her
For she had a gift
that allowed them to be heard

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David Hawranek

David Hawranek

Paradise Valley, Arizona
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