Night Dream Meadow

Often when I sleep I dream I go to a place I call Night Dream Meadow Where the moon is bright And my heart is light And I listen to the voices of the night I walk through the meadow Following the path Leading me to the Rainbow Bridge Where I'm greeted by the dogs... Continue Reading →

Walking Through My Memories

As I grow older I look back on my life Memories of younger days that make me smile Piano lessons, trying a trumpet, didn't work for me Finally the drums and I knew what I'd be Playing in bands, high school and college Rock and roll bands and big bands too Marching bands and symphony... Continue Reading →

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