He gives me a song
I’ve known all along
That He is the author of music
I’m learning life’s song
What’s pleasant, what’s wrong
And making the music melodic
I practice, I sing
Make praise to my King
I learn to keep key and keep counting
And quickly I’ve found
That major keys sound
More happy and sweet to the hearing
Yes, majors are nice
And majors suffice
But music could surely be finer
With depth in the song
I learned before long
That depth comes by adding a minor
The majors are glad
The minors are sad
When mixed, they put music to motion
With minors down low
And high notes you show
A spectrum of sound and emotion
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I think of this life
With triumphs and strife
So seamlessly melded together
Yah uses the good
In sorrow He would
Desire that I become stronger
I could pray for ease
For that which I please
Or ask that the storm doesn’t thunder
But I’d rather choose
To never refuse
The will of my Heavenly Father
He knows that I see
His blessings to me
More clearly when grief clears my vision
The sorrow, the pain
The peace and the gain
When mixed, put my heart into motion
He gives me a song
I’ve known all along
That He makes my music much finer
The joy mixed with strife
Adds depth to my life
He mixes the major and minor
I enjoyed the simplicity of this poem. But, as you know, I think my favorite part of this post was seeing Kylie’s smiling and accomplished face as she is learning to play the piano, because you are teaching her. That is heartwarming to me! 💕