Music is a river,
Ever flowing to my heart.
Music is a river,
Smooth and peaceful,
Lulling me to sleep.
Music is a river,
Burbling and giddy,
Making me smile.
Music is a river,
Running rapid,
Making me giggle.
Music is a river,
Dark and murky,
Making me sad.
Music is a river,
Thick and winding,
Making me wonder.
Immanuel Mykyta-Chomsky is 11 years old and attends The Philadelphia School. He also enjoys playing the piano and listening to operas. Immanuel wrote this poem because, “I love music and music makes me feel a lot of different things.