Music's Sweet Flow

Sweet music courses through my veins
Like sap flows through a tree,
This lovely feeling thus explains
What music means to me.

It fills my soul with happy love
And gives my heart a lift;
My life feels blessed by Him above
Who gave me this great gift.

Like ribbon threaded through with lace
Or stream beside a mill,
Or Summer breezes on my face,
It plays, and always will.

The tapestry of all my days
Is woven with its song,
Its tunes and rhythms heard always
For all my lifetime long.

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