Her Chicken Scratch / Poetry

His Harmony

We learned about this

Year’s ago

When the speeches were strong

and I understand

The way he walked

With that slight rhythm

To his step

He must have been a musician

You could tell

Sadness rained off him

He perched underneath an umbrella

A smile playing at his lips

His left foot tapped

To a silent rhythm

Only he could hear

Written by: Alecia Writes


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