- Harmony -

We begin our lives
as a quiet note
played on the heartstrings
of our parents.
As we grow,
our own melody
is written slowly.
The chords are made
through the days
strung together.
Keys struck in the
harmony of memory.
We are an amalgamation of verses
penned by our choices.
Write your own chorus
and remember
everyone else is just
the orchestra behind you