First Summer
The window framed a second-story room,
housing an upright piano, standard black
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First summer blew me away with it's orchestration of musical beauty, I could not break away from it's magical spell of raising dreams to hopes, hopes to possibilities, I did not want summer to close! Only wanted it to remain open so I could roam forever in it's poetical promises! Vibrantly and intensely touched my heart and mind, Daniel, wanted more of it's symphony to reverberate in my mind! Expecting more of the same magic in the second summer, but was let down by three blank walls and no upright piano! Oh the sorrow that filled me with that vision, my mind saying this cannot be! Then nestled among trees overlooking a river valley, hope was revived by the image of the renowned pianist and her first teacher turning possibilities into realities. Music then pouring from dozens of open windows throughout my mind! Just fantastic, Daniel, indescribable beauty felt within your words. Illuminating, enlightening, sending musical thrills throughout my being. Thank you for sharing this superb masterpiece of poetical effervescence! RoseAnn
Lago di Como ''which I fully intend to visit some fair summer in my near future! '' speaking seriously? ;)
I really enjoyed the clear classification of two different summers with their prominent differences. In the first one I felt to be in the nature, with the nature along with heart winning musical resonances, being lazily under the shades of a tree by the calm lake side. In the second one the harshness of a city life being within the concrete walls but again I enjoyed when the senior entrusted and promoted the young niece to carry forward the beauty of music. Thanks for sharing this lovely feeling.