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Watching through the years,
premiering on stages ofcreativity, instilling anappreciation for life-givingmemories.
Trampling along, deciding when to move forward,
Traipsing along, forgiving everyone and every-thing in my pathway.
Whispering phrases in silent auras of yesterday, moving them forward into today’s horizon.
Wondering of the reasons and ideas, bringing them to fruition in aging days of senior years.
Reaching out to auras of music as they quiver and shine in the moonlight.
Free to roam across deserts of interior life, combing the existence of tried and true notes felt from past bands in the sixties.