Music and Art to My Mind

Why do I write such poems of me
it's something that is mean't to be
Art, Music, a part of my heart
filling in random thoughts

Twist and turns of fantasy art
confirm desires of my heart
music soothing to my mind
all so innocent and oh so kind

Words appear upon my hand
imagery for me to lend
drenching me in bright glory
giving ideas for the next story

A pen in the hand with all I say
awaiting from dark night to day
accomplish such a wonderous piece
taking emotions, fill me with peace

knowing my task has come to an end
now the truth to where I stand
Music and art into my words
to be shared upon the whole wide world