I Made a Little Music
…bought a piano, learned that my fingers no longer belong to me,
but
I can make a broad blade of grass whistle; it’s such a torturous sound,
so
I sip tea and hum delight, fold hankies into origami shapes.
for Miz Quickly’s Day 1:
Love the bunny. I attempted piano lessons…long ago. One needs some math skills and a sense of rhythm – neither of which I possess.
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I can’t fold paper to save my life and so am fascinated by those who can …. as for piano? I played long ago but when became bored with it, refused to continue – despite a bashing from my parents – my mother’s words still haunt me …. one day you’ll wish you had continued … and she was right …. but the odd thing – despite my love of music and I have a great ear, I can’t sing a note “on key” to save my life. And so the fates and the cosmos laugh 😉
I like the “laughing” lightness to this piece – and you’re right, great observation that “whistling grass” does sound tortuous – have you had the opportunity to watch dogs reacting to it? Awful. Not that I can make grass whistle either, but know quite a few who can.
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