Never Have To Trudge

A finger on a string
several make a chord
nothing elaborate
just beauty
on the summer wind

The day doesn’t crawl
the day doesn’t fly

It’s not a slog
or a cyclone
but
a life
with music
carrying you

July 15, 2020

Day 100 of 100

Prompt: use Beauty, Elaborate, Finger, Music, Summer, Trudge in a poem.

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