I am the conductor
Of my life’s symphony
With baton in hand
Control my destiny
Transforming feelings
Into beautiful sound
Haunting echo
Floating, swirling around
I am the master
In total control
Exquisite music
Soothing my soul
Enthralled, excited
Exhaling slowly
Loosing myself
In my own melody
My mind on fire
Fearless and bold
Staying forever young
Never growing old
I am happy to
Give it my all
Until one day it
Won’t be my call
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Author:
Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (
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Comments6
As well we all are the 'conductors of our life's symphony' ... beautifully expressed, Fred!
Yes Louis, but sometimes we screw up royally and produce something that hardly resembles a symphony.
All part of the gift of learning, I believe
Another cracker Fred
Love it
Thanks, I really appreciate your comments, good, bad, or ugly!!!
I would only give you
The good....
And we write the notes - !
You bet we are! Thank you.
Really enjoyed reading this! Wonderful rhyme and cadence. Loved the message.
Thank you Christina, I appreciate your comment!
read this one often enough
and it will grow on you.
wonderful!
I think by now I know it by heart. Thank you for your kind comment.
Very good write. Life's symphony is there for us all.
so true. Thank you.
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