I hear it first in my memory
Although the words escape me
The tune is clear
One note leading to the next
And the next and on and on
A flawless string of sounds
Floating thru the air
Seamless as a priceless
String of pearls
Made perfectly complete as
The notes in my head move
From my thoughts thru
My eyes, my ears
Traveling the path to
My tired, aching fingers
Breathing life back into
These tired, weary bones
So good! And good to read it after hearing it. Any news on your husband?
Lilli Ann Carey Managing Broker, GRI, ABR Coldwell Banker/Danforth 206-718-1858 lilli@att.net 26 years of satisfied clients
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Thank you! He also tested negative. Our son seems to be a little better this evening.
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Glad to here things are on the at home for you… The rhythmical imagery you wove through your poem had me playing a tune…
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Thank you, Ivor. 😊
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That was just beautiful – both words and music.
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Thank you. ☺️
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Beautiful. Loved your piano string 🙂
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