Ode to Musicians (By William)

When musicians create sound,

Where are their thoughts to be found?

It’s amazing how music flows,

And it also makes people doze.

As their fingers glide across piano keys,

It has enough power for even the toughest to cry and fall on their knees.

Bows sweep over string,

Makes you feel like a king.

Now listen to them sing,

It brings upon us the spring.

Musicians don’t know all,

But once they stand, they don’t fall.

For one, they study the book,

A place where not everyone will look.

Then they write song,

Which lasts for long.

Our lives we must cherish,

As we will all perish.

Music is world-wide,

So if you have a wish for it, don’t hide.