cronechronicler

Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

Musical Accompaniment

on April 20, 2020

Back in the fifties
In my teenage years
Music was all about dancing

We slow-danced and we jitterbugged
Answering rhythms with our feet
Bodies young and happy

Legendary Red Tops band
In the Mississippi Delta
Had a tune which stopped the show

When Rufus McKay sang Danny Boy
Golden trumpet soaring high
We stood still entranced


8 responses to “Musical Accompaniment

  1. Dale says:

    Music is such a strong part of the phases of life, isn’t it?
    Fun one, Ina!

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