One For The Doc. Poem by Angie M..

Sometimes, I look for ways that I have made movement
(It's not always obvious) and music is a way.

The listening to songs I've heard but couldn't identify with

songs I may have heard but never have noticed (yesterday's)

and songs I used to identify with, but don't anymore...

like this morning's. I listened to 'What's up' and gratefully knew it was a place I have cleared and a place I could only have ever cleared with you.

Many years, but each year full of much reflection.