she was an artist

you were an artist, a musician, a magnet to every motherless kitten.


“there were two little kittens with eyes of blue,
one was named Twinkle and one was named Boo”

you lived in a world of your own. your hair was brown and your eyes were green.

“day by day”
“abide with me”

you played them so beautifully and the melodies continue to waft along in our memories.

do you hear them as you read this?

— filed under sagegrass because i said that

May the dreams you are dreaming in a warm soft bed,
and may the voices inside you that fill you with dread,
make the sounds of thousands of angels instead,
tonight where you might be laying your head.
— Patty Griffin said that

Comments (12):

  1. Steven

    Mar 21, 2019 at 4:46 pm

    A great quote by Patty to recite every night. What was the third cat’s name? 🙂

    Reply
    • sherri

      Mar 21, 2019 at 6:46 pm

      awh, thank you for letting me see my typo. i hate it when that happens. we see what we expect to see at times. : – )

      Reply
  2. Harry

    Mar 21, 2019 at 8:33 pm

    it looks like music boxed and tied up into a package, while i think music need to be open and joyous

    Reply
  3. Nicou

    Mar 22, 2019 at 12:51 am

    Superbe vue et présentation de ce PIANO ces lumières dans ces carrés
    Belle journée
    Nicou

    Reply
  4. Ginnie

    Mar 22, 2019 at 1:46 am

    You could have been talking about my artist, musician mom, Sherri! May she rest in peace!

    Reply
  5. Elaine K

    Mar 22, 2019 at 2:13 am

    lovely wordage! i love this post…
    i saw a different picture for it in my feedly tho… do you change your mind?
    🙂

    Reply
  6. mhelene

    Mar 22, 2019 at 5:13 am

    Great presentation and a wonderful text …!

    Reply
  7. grouser

    Mar 22, 2019 at 6:03 am

    looks just right to bang out a bit of boogie woogie

    Reply
  8. ruthiebear

    Mar 22, 2019 at 10:13 am

    What a lovely old piano. I like the poetic words today.

    Reply
  9. Diane

    Mar 24, 2019 at 9:14 pm

    What a lovely post with your own words. That must be your piano — what a treasure.
    I am wondering if it is your mother you are writing about. But you do not need to answer; that may be too personal.

    Reply

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