A Poem A Day #111

The Violin Chorus

back, back, to and fro,
They swiftly move across the bridge.
It’s a shiver of sounds.
They don’t lose their way.
You’ll hear winter come to life,
And the forest, the wintry forest.
As the deer prance across the stream,
So does the violin chorus.

By Catherine Joy

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