My mind moves through the motions
so many words waiting to live,
so many stories waiting to be told-
you sit and watch me, my priceless gift,
waiting to be used
to be loved by a new soul,
and I hear you whispering, just try,
perhaps just once
and I smile and know that the days ahead
will see stronger fingers
and whimsy brought forth
from the keys of love
and the voice that heard my words so long ago,
has given me this special piece
in love from a father to a daughter.
Christmas made merry
as I had seen a few and wanted to buy
yet had held back wondering why?
What would be done,
and I know time will tell
as it will speak to me in its own special way,
teaching me what it needs me to know,
spelling it out
one finger touch at a time.
Not a picture of my gift but looks identical, a gift from my Father who is down here for the holidays, our first together in 45 years. A gift of love, to inspire the creative creature that is within me. Peace and love, and Yay….love it!!!!
Peace, Love and Patchouli 