songs of the many,
sweet, soft voices
young and hope-filled or
gravelly, world weary,
ancient,
tinged with loss.
songs of experience,
joy imbued,
world on a string, or
blues immersed,
beer soaked,
whisky nourished.
there is a time
for every song to be heard,
even the lyrics
that tear at the heart
must be given voice
under the sun.
likewise in the midst
of despair, joyous
exclamations may erupt
guiding injured
human souls
beyond the pain.
Beautifully put, Leslie
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Thank you kindly!
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An ecclesiastical turn turn turn seasoned with this money :
songs of experience,
joy “imbued,
world on a string, or
blues immersed,” —(“WOW”)
beer soaked,
whisky nourished.
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Thank you.
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