The Third MovementA Poem by Bdempsey
I sit and wait in eager anticipation My time has almost come The audience listens with fascination They have heard all but one The first movement was melodious. The violins played with care. The second was felicitous But you will not hear me there. Ahh, in the third is my time to shine I’m lifted and ready to soar I dangle and wait - the next note is mine. *TINK* I am triangle! Hear me roar! © 2009 Bdempsey |
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Added on August 7, 2009 AuthorBdempseyAboutI'm a girl and I've lived a long time, but not as long as I'd like to. more..Writing
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