Hitting The Right NoteA Poem by Chris Shaw
May I talk about my daughter,
sing a song of harmony? Pack away the unwise choices yet alone bad company. And the compass lost in transit, time to play a melody. Soothe and smooth those stubborn creases, fix the torn and ragged seams, take a needle, thread some cotton, mend those fractured long lost dreams. When we shared our thoughts at breakfast, we became a symphony.
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14 Reviews Added on April 23, 2018 Last Updated on April 23, 2018 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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