White boots, drums, trombones
Figures traced on football field
Practice for the fall
Grandson joined the band
Plays new sounds that stir old hearts
Some things never change
Haiku: Music In the Air
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You don't know where you are going. You don't know how to get there. And you arrive just the same. Ghanaian saying
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