Tasha Young Poems
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Voice Of An Angel
A singer with her music folder in her hands.
Dressed up in her uniform on the stands.
She opens her mouth to sing and the graceful angel begins to sing.
Hear her sing in perfect harmony.
The light streams down from the stage lights above.
A beautiful white and a brilliant yellow sways back and forth dancing and crossing each other's paths to a new song.
The sounds of the piano playing the beautiful chords of harmony and melody.
As the violin and chello joins she hears the sound of beautiful music notes flying everyewhere.
With her beautiful and graceful voice it...
My Secret Medow
My bedroom window faces my favorite place.
No one else knows it's there it's a secret.
It's invisible no one could find it not even a jet.
I go there to think when I am down.
Hoping to turn my frown upside down.
But my mom said I just looked like a clown.
It's a one of a kind thing special to.