I’m unlike than those that love to watch a ball
in all it’s different shapes
being thrown, kicked, chased, hit
their passion, fury, excitement leaves me unmoved
But notes played well
strung together and thrown in the air
falling over and through me
are stars gleaming in the water of my mind
Words just right
woven and heavy with meaning
wrap time, memories, intention around my heart
exposing truth in many splintered dimensions
I am a longtime lover of words, writing, reading. I am happily married with three children who are tip toeing with adulthood. I grew up in a musical home and was taught piano and in turn all my kids play the piano, and two of them, as well as my husband, are gifted vocalists. We love to make music and my copy of Les Miserables is falling apart from years of beautiful memories around the piano. Chopin and Jim Brickman feel like old friends I can't live without. I live in the beautiful city Denver where I am a nurse.
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We all have our passions and mine are like yours: music, words and space in which to enjoy them. This resonates with me.
We all have our passions and mine are like yours: music, words and space in which to enjoy them. This resonates with me.
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