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The drums, the drums are calling
Calling me, I wish to go
Go where they are
They call so sweetly to me
I will go where they are
For they call my name
Join now the flute
So sweetly and softly
Join in the song with
The drums beat
Sing oh flute of Love
The clarinet now joins in song
With the flute and the steady beating drum
The soft sweet music makes one sleepy
But the pounding of Love’s heart
Keeps you awake
Next comes the harp
With strings of light unicorn hair
It plays a melody so sweet and soft
Like that of which a bird sings
Forever it will play on and on and on
In come the Muses
Who’s voices raise in song
A song of bitter sweet sorrow
For my sweetheart is gone
Sing Muses of happier times!
Hark! What is that new sound I hear?
Who is that riding Pegasus?
But a young man with
Raven black hair and big bright blue eyes
It is, it is, my love!
The music plays on and on
Can you hear the music?
The music of the heart
For that is what plays
So sweetly form the start

A young girl tries to find her love in the music of the world It was a poem I wrote in tenth grade that I liked, but it wasn't something I would want to try to do again. Oh and I don't know a guy with raven black hair and blue eyes, it just came to mind, and I had to do something to get a good grade.