Watching from in back, a beautiful dog sitting next to a drummer,
enjoying the music, resting quietly in rhythms of each of the
musicians.
Jazz music slowly easing into the evening, opening minds and
calculating mathematical rhythms into each measure, touching
the creative process all along.
Many reasons to continue writing and listening as the night
wears on, a pleasurable and enjoyable time while two sisters
laugh and joke next to us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
RoseAnn, such an uplifting poem....10+++++