Lily's music poem strikes all the right chords
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MUSIC
The night of the concert is finally here
Rehearsal is finished, performance is near.
The organist plays deep low notes
While the choir are training their voices and throats
Backstage the musician taps to the beats
While the audience pile in and take their seats
There is silence in the concert hall as people listen
While the light from the spotlights make instruments glisten
While the orchestra carefully watches the conductor
The audience looks on spell-bound in wonder
The pianist gently hits the keys
On his piano stool he looks at ease
The harpist carefully plucks all the strings
And people watch in awe as the vocalist sings
The music builds, dynamic and strong
Reaching the highlight of the song.
And when the musicians have finished their piece
They start to wonder will the clapping ever cease
The concert is over the noise has diminished
But is the music actually finished?
Birds in the garden play us a song
And sing their sweet music all day long
Music connects us all with the world around us
And is something that we all love and trust
Music always seems to bring us together
And it will continue to do that for ever
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