----------------------- The Tune ------------------------ The wind howls, the birds fly. Yet the simple sunrise still flutters by. As she raises her bow, the birds lay yet still. They whisper so slightly, awaiting her tune. She begins with an A, and goes to a G, this is a tune that has never been heard! The wind sleeps, all sounds leave the hills, except for those of the strings, they keep playing and playing, to keep the whole world at bay.
I dedicate this to my Savior and King, Jesus Christ because I wouldn't be here without him! If u have questions about him plz ask me!!! Plz, follow my friend @Furrywonder Jan 19: FEATURED!!! THX!!! WHO GOT ME FEATURED?? TYSM!!!! Mar 21: 26,944 views?!!??! Wow!!!! April 9: 1,377 Hearts?!?! Thx!!! Turn on ur sound :D Instructions: Press the up arrow to change pitch up and down arrow to make it go down. Press space to reset the pitch :D I hope you like it, I wrote the poem and drew the girl, and added the code. Music: Lark in the monring by: Slante
