Thanks
goes out to my grampie Doyle O'Connor who I knew for the first 5 years of my life and who passed on in '79. He gave me the gift of music. It has influenced my poetry, my life. Saved my soul time and again.
Isn't it interesting for the past 3 years I let that connection idle.
Time to bring out the instruments again. Maybe I'll have me an old-fashioned hoe-down New Brunswick kitchen party to signal the return of music to my life.
Would anyone come? I could always strap on the ole instruments and perform a one-gal band. ha, my 2 cats would run for the hills.
Back to work.
Isn't it interesting for the past 3 years I let that connection idle.
Time to bring out the instruments again. Maybe I'll have me an old-fashioned hoe-down New Brunswick kitchen party to signal the return of music to my life.
Would anyone come? I could always strap on the ole instruments and perform a one-gal band. ha, my 2 cats would run for the hills.
Back to work.
posted by MissWanda at 7:16 p.m.
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