Notes By the Day
Everyday produces a new note, in the form of both thought and song.
Every morning
And at every mourning
The birds outside sing to my sadness
After every sleepless night
And through every restless evening
The rain orchestrates music on my window
In every hopeless day
Through every season
As my pen tap dances on my canvas
And the falling ink writes out its song
The winds play a symphony to my heart
And through days of distress
Through weeks of weeping
And months of misery
All gloom and all gray
And through every storm
Somehow
One note, and one day at a time
I sing through the sadness
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About the Creator
Josh Morgan
Personally, writing began as a creative outlet, to be a means of processing and venting emotion, but it has become so much more. Something I want not to be just relatable, enjoyable and a good read, but to reach someone who is in need.


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