There was a song that floated in on the breeze
Singing of softness and simple things
A fire and some stones to sit around and sing
A window pane telling stories of work and sensitivity
This song has chords, here and there,
That speak of things that are not soft,
But they always melt back into harmonious delight
Of lovingkindness and thoughtfulness fair
The breeze brings with it memories
And shining eyes with joy and tears
Through to the end, it wraps the notes
In gentlest of tones that float across the years
Forgetting all the times of pounding out
The notes on unforgiving keys
Writing a melody with words
That go unsung
Who will take these notes that look like words
And give them space and time, allowing them to sing
And bring a lighter, brighter sound
A happier charm, replacing the beating of the drums
Teach me a song I can trust and carry with me
In my heart and on my sleeve
No matter where I am or where I go,
To show me love is what I know
This sweetness grows on me like moss
So softly hanging on the edge of a pond
I never knew I could touch such pure simplicity
By caring for these precious souls
Who offer me each passing day
A smile and care-laced questions
Each day is gained a mutual trust
Respect, and happiness in every song I see.
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