Music

• Jenny Wang, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2013

Once upon a time I heard a sound,
So sweet and purely melodic.
Instruments and voices, together in harmony,
A sound that was truly exotic.

Exotic means unusual, out of the ordinary;
The exact description of what I heard.
Its music released me, made me cry in joy,
I felt so free, like a newly flying bird.

That is what music means to me.
So special a sound, without it I’ll die.
The harmonious melody, so earnest and true,
To it I will never bid goodbye.