Sweet notes ring,

anticipating spring

and the rebirth of all

that fell afoul of fall.

 

Music in the air,

wind blowing through hair

and laughter ringing out

like many bells in peal, no doubt.

 

Ever a sweet melody,

like birds, a-singing in the tree,

reminding me of nature’s beauty

and as a minstrel, of my duty.

 

I share with all my wondrous notes,

to every ear harmony floats

and unites each person with a call,

for music is the most wonderful thing of all.