RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Renditions From The Past - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Musicians playing beautifully, lively and vibrant, taking
me on a rhythmical journey long into twilight, giving a
great amount of pleasure.
So totally satisfied with every single melody being played,
most of them renditions from the past, touching tender and
sweet memories of life back then.
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