Untitled?

 

They stop and they talk

And that’s the best part

The music enticing

Sweet notes from the the heart.

Yes, someone inviting

With songs, most long passed.

But memories re-kindled.

The kind that must last.

The kids stare, unstopping.

They like the refrain.

No pushing, no yelling

No shows filled with pain.

And maybe another

Will take up the call

To play for street Watchers

With music, that’s all.

Note: The pleasing power of agreement 

released through simple song.