Goldfinch60

Singing Once More.

What a glorious time it was,

To be singing once more,

Singing with others.

Music is my life,

Singing is part of it

But after such a long time

Not being able to sing

The joy was still there,

The joy of producing music

Through our voices

For others to hear.

There we were in the church,

Just six of us,

But the organ sounded

And our voices burst out of our hearts

Singing to the world once more.

Comes the day,

Comes the day soon

When all the choir will sing

And the beauty of music

Will sail from our voices

Into the ether forever.