She sat quietly bathed by the suns rays,
Perhaps, she was reminiscing of far gone days.
With her fingers resting on the cherished piano keys.
She was hoping to write a nocturne that would please.
She wanted to write a sonnet of love to our father God.
After all He is her spiritual divining rod.
The inspiration came and she heard the sound in her mind.
Every note was so genteel and refined.
A testament to our Lord and Savior who blesses us all.
We must all wait patiently for His ultimate call.
Til then, God will provide the music that shall flow and last,
With heavenly inspired songs of love, that is unsurpassed.
© Carol G Oliver
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