Filled with hatred,

I laid in my bed,

Hearing the pleasant church bells ringing,

  DING! DONG! DING! DONG!

The hearing of sweet music filled my ears,

My heart began to throb.

What is this heart throbbing sensation?

It felt like I was struck by cupid's arrow,

With a sound of a BANG!

Then I knew,

It was the sounds of love.

I walked into a meadow,

I laid in the tall, long grass,

with radiant sun rays shinging on my face,

And my heart being empty.

           SWOOSH!

A bird few up into a tree.

He began to sing a song,

His singing fillled my empty heart,

Filliing it up to the rim,

Making it whole again.

Then I knew,

It was the sounds of love.