ODE TO HIGH SCHOOL BAND



Her hand rolling like a wave
Guiding the music as it plays
Honey tresses flowing gently
To the legato melody.

Songs of peace, cheer, glory
Each with its own story
She tells with a baton
Her hand and swore.
The honor and glory
Of each fantastic story
To the audience soar
As they cry: Encore!

The band, eyes gleaming
Bells to the ceiling
Hearts beating, feet tapping
As they hear hands clapping.
Then the baton swings high
Telling all the end is nigh
A sound, a symbol clash
The concert was a smash!