Concert
by Loralee Arbanas
People rush in to fill the seats.
They come from all around.
They're here to see the best of bands.
Some are on the wide ground.
The warmth of the air is so thick.
Heat from the lights is felt.
The sweat on my face is dripping.
The sun's rays make me melt.
Music is heard from here and there.
The drum's beat soothes like tea.
And the voices that sing out loud
speak to the heart in me.
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note: This piece was written for an assignment in the AP Language and Composition class at Necedah High School.
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