Healing the Heart

Healing the Heart

By: Burgundee Pannell


When I feel low

Full of great sorrow and woe

I am in need of music to flow

Through my fretful body

From my itty-bitty toes

To the tips of my trembling lips

Harmonies satisfying every inch

Then I feel of the unexplainable relief

There is a magic made by the melody

Tis' more than just sound

A sound heard by ears

Tis' a story created to heal

Even the most damaged of hearts.

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