SeldomA Poem by TrebleIn my hands there’s a greater voice than in the words I speak. For notes do flow from black and white to drift into the ear. And seldom do I find myself with words that could compare. For I have found a greater voice in notes that speak so true. At times I speak with so few words that seldom could compare. But only when the words I speak are music to my ears. © 2015 Treble |
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2 Reviews Added on April 21, 2015 Last Updated on April 21, 2015 AuthorTrebleAboutHi, I'm a young adult, and I love writing poetry and the occasional short story. more..Writing
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