Sweet perfection, a poem for @MandyRowden by Tracy Diane Miller

I savor a sweet perfection
As my heart hears a song
With the lyrics and music
To guide me all day long

These Bad Habits
Their purest glory
With raw emotion
To tell a story

Each note
So perfectly conceived
Can a song heal
I’m beginning to believe

No longer fragile
My soul was once like glass
To abandon regret
And leave it in the past

I savor sweet perfection
My soul feels a song
To listen to These Bad Habits
You can’t go wrong