When I Heard the Music.

When I heard the music waves washed over my toes, stars burst like glittering beads, and a wall sprung up brick by brick. When I heard the music I remembered a scarlet coat, playing in sand dunes by the sea, and my grandma nodding asleep. When I heard the music I touched the cold skin of a frosty bottle, the jagged spikes of winter, and sunlight glowing in a pumpkin. When I heard the music I dreamed of tapping stars into place, melting moons and frozen slices of sun, bright bars of delight and frightened fishes like tiny splinters of electricity. When I heard the music I strode down the lanes and marched over hillsides, I threw wishes at clouds and muffled my heart beat..... by Pie Corbett