Adrien's Apple Hollow Blessing

Oh heart that flitters; flutter, fly,
That I may run this road again.
Oh float my feet that they may meet
The friends who travel far, and then

Allow me strength to set the stage
With music makers rich and rare.
Their wealth elusive, sung and played;
Bright legacies for all to share.

And when the final toast is raised,
Both friend and stranger must depart.
May good will travel, side by each,
And music linger in each heart.

maeve