M is for Music
For this poem, I wrote it in a ballad form and tried to use lots of M words.
Max, the musician, played music in the square
People often passed on by, as if he wasn’t there,
No one gave him money or paid him any mind
Until Maura appeared, a girl both fair and kind,
She stopped for a moment and listened to his song
He looked up with surprise when she began to sing along
Her voice was smooth like mocha fudge, he could listen to her all day
He fell in love with her that instant, and asked if she would stay,
A massive crowd gathered round, to listen to her sing
Max proposed to her that night, even though he had no ring,
They married in the month of May in the market where they met
They were so swept away by love, they barely noticed their debt,
Crowds came to hear Maura sing and she became a star
People came from all around, some even came quite far,
Finally their music paid off and began to make them richAnd now they have three kids named Melanie, Mark and Mitch.
This April I am participating in the A-Z Challenge
and the NaPoWroMo Challenge NaPoWriMo where I will write a post and a poem for each letter of the alphabet each day in April except for Sundays.