A song is but a little thing
Yet what joy it is to sing
Rejoice life with a smile
As we travel each mile
Burden, demands of life
Trying to lend us strife
Yet a small silent tune
Brings that smile so soon
Jump those little hurdles
That comes in our way
Live this life with hope
Voice what heart says
A silent tune can reveal
Passion life does bring
A little thing, it may be
Yet what joy it is to sing
Vinay Leo R.
Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.
As a lover of music I find your poem brilliant, it says it all.Take care.Yvonne,
I love how this traveled from…. song to life to song to life and back again.Mmmm. Hearing the tune now….
So I wing sing that tuneTo ease my heart of the burdensAnd at the end of every songBefore I go to sleepThat simple tune will lull me to sleep!Very inspiring and beautiful poem it is Leo!So nice! š
I like "voice what heart says". Sometimes a song is the only way to do that.
I can't sing but enjoy listening to others.
What joy it brought me to read this song! Well rhymed too.