Along the meticulously crafted notes,
Forged by vibrating strings and thoughtful minds,
Between the lines of the staff,
Echoing around vacant rooms,
Encored in overflowing crowds,
Permeating into emotion,
Loved by many,
Disliked by few,
Music.
By: Matthew & Lucca
This turned out pretty good, didn’t it. Your suggestions were really good and made the poem better. Keeping rocking!
It’s like it could actually hear it! Nice job! It’s beautiful.