Sweet Sound of My Violin
When I feel down,
And all I can do is frown,
When my life is all pain within
I pick up my violin
I play with my whole
I play without control
The sweet sound that comes out
Gets rid of my doubt
I can't help smiling
When I am violining
It brings out the peace
It brings sweet release
I know the world is still joyous
Because of the sweet chorus
Of my wonderful violin
This poem is about:
Me