Goldfinch60

Washington Whirligig.

One more it happened,

That smile grew on my face,

As soon as the first notes were played

They sailed into my soul,

And I was in heaven.

The five of them spoke to me,

Spoke to me through their instruments,

And I was lost in their music.

That glorious sound abounded,

Abounded in the room.

I was in ecstasy

Never wanting to come back.

At the end of the evening

They stopped,

But their sound lives on,

Lives on within my heart.