Sounds Of The Violins Poem by Allison Unknown

Sounds Of The Violins



Slow majestic sounds
Coming from all around
Flowers come falling down

The music that speaks to the soul

From dark to light
Making people fight
Turning it into something bright

The sun that shines down
Helps people of not to drown

Giving them something to swim to
Helping them come through

The darkness is gone
Then the violins break out into song

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