Music is all around us
no matter wherever we go.
We all have our Favourite tunes
that play over in our mind,
music of our first love
that lets us stroll down memory lane.
Music of our childhood,
the first tunes that we heard,
music from the church choir
that hailed our wedding day.
It is all the incidental music
that goes around and around,
the music we associate with
that helped shape our lives.
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