As expected I write poems for lost loves so this one is befitting to dear old Daddy. Though I did write this one for my book of a wife missing her sailor husband, the point of the poem is someone is missing. It took a while to make it rhyme. Enjoy.
Untitled poem by Jordan Harvey
I dance to no music because the song is in my heart
It whispers a faint melody over mountains and streams
I sing to no music because it plays through the trees
Floating in the breeze in the forest of dreams
I tap a beat to create a sweet symphony
To soar over the sea enchanting every sun ray
I hum without rhythm because it echoes in my soul
It rides upon feathers and stars guiding the way
I pray for hope, for warmth, and for light
And all the resons we alone bide the cold night
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