My Own Song

 

I’m singing my own song

And I’m writing it too

Sometimes I’m brilliant

And sometimes it’s poo

 

I don’t care for noise

But the sound of a song

Country, pop or jazz

It just can’t be wrong

 

Classical notes form

A bridge for the ear

All other music

Began I think here

 

The song I am writing

Is dear to my heart

It helps me to focus

And where next to start

 

My past in a word

It simply was great

Love and adventure

Full was my slate

 

My song is not finished

I have years still to write

Experiences to live

The future is bright!

15 thoughts on “My Own Song

  1. Murphy's Law

    I’m glad your song is not finished Pam, because I’m waiting to hear the “poo”!! I’ve only heard the brilliance, and seen it too in your paintings, like today’s. I always look forward to seeing a post from Butterfly Sand. It means a fun or perhaps thought-provoking read. Either way, always an enjoyable adventure with you my friend.
    🐾Ginger 🐾

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