For a Beautiful Sonata

A beautiful sonata
Comes to mind in much duress.
Winged its way into my heart,
Relieving of no small stress.

‘Tis rhythmic in its affect.
The melodious little bird
Spins such lovely harmony—
The best my heart’s e’er heard.

A calm has swept over me.
And so, to end this cantata—
Kudos in the highest notes
To honor such sonata.

(c) 2015 w.salley