Music is My Mother.

Found this bit from 2007 while cleaning in my bedroom.  Made me smile…thinking nostalgically tonight.  B

Music is My Mother

Music is my mother
and all my memories of her.
She sings a hymn,
Whistles while she cooks.

I watch
I see her dancing feet
Eyes far away
Hips sway
Back in the day

My mother is music to me.



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Aging like a fine wine. ;-)

2 thoughts on “Music is My Mother.”

  1. This verse about your mother is wonderful and divine. It brings very sweet memories of my own mother – her voice, her guitar, her fingers over the piano, and how music soothed her fiery spirit – and ours in turn.
    Thank you,

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