Mourning Snippets

  1. It Was

it was the sounds of the piano

that first brought her to life

those fairy keys

pressed up

and down

it was the light of the moon

streaming through her fingers

that next filled her heart

it was also the sound of the rain

drip

dropping

on her window sill

that reminded her

that she lived in a world of magic

it was the dying light of sun

and the comings sound of moon

that sang her to sleep again with no worries

she would wake again.

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