A Father's Music.

I play the music of my father.
The first music I knew.
It fills my ears and my soul,
taking me back...
back in time.

I float along the melodies.
Watching the memories like old movies...
all of them good.

My fathers music is the soundtrack of my life.
It's up, it's down,
happy,
sad,
lessons learned,
respect and trust...
earned and given.

The music takes me away...
when the music plays,
we re-take road trips,
re-tell jokes,
re-build lives and memories,
and even a fort.

In an ever changeing life,
the music is a constant.
It never changes...thankfully.

It's a safe place in a cold world.
My apartment is now a home...
thanks to,
My Fathers Music.




Skawt