Everything Happens for a Rhyme demo

[SpecialGuestVillain]

https://www.soundclick.com/couchgrouch

Everything Happens for a Rhyme ©2012 Robert George

It’s a Rocky Mountain shack in late December
And an evening storm is rolling in
So I’ll grab my notepad while I still remember
Lines of wisdom nestled in the wind

And the weather serves the season
And the season’s tethered close to time
In this world everything happens for a reason
But for poets…everything happens for a rhyme

Carpenters will carve a dresser or a cradle
From a frosty grove that’s wintergreen
But a poet’s nights are futile, slow and fatal
Should his pen refuse to intervene

And the weather serves the season
And the season’s tethered close to time
In this world everything happens for a reason
But for poets…everything happens for a rhyme

O the teardrops of loss, are his rivers to cross
And they keep him searching ever inward
And the midnight sadness and the quiet madness
Are the harvest of his haunted vineyard

Now the softly falling snow becomes confetti
In a lonely night parade of ghosts
And my page is empty but my pen is ready
To revisit friends I miss the most

And the weather serves the season
And the season’s tethered close to time
In this world everything happens for a reason
But for poets…everything happens for a rhyme