I don't even know where to begin to express the joy, surprise and even beautiful sorrow that this song evokes in my soul.
Not only the song, but the dust dance dearest...because when I was a little girl of no more than four years old, this song began its journey into my life. My father used to play this gorgeous piece of music and I can remember him sitting at his piano and me, a tiny thing, dancing around the living room. What I also remember vividly, is the sunshine beaming in with DUST particles dancing on the shaft of light. How perfect is your share this morning as I relive the dust dance of Clair de Lune with my beloved father. Thank you.
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I don't even know where to begin to express the joy, surprise and even beautiful sorrow that this song evokes in my soul.
Not only the song, but the dust dance dearest...because when I was a little girl of no more than four years old, this song began its journey into my life. My father used to play this gorgeous piece of music and I can remember him sitting at his piano and me, a tiny thing, dancing around the living room. What I also remember vividly, is the sunshine beaming in with DUST particles dancing on the shaft of light. How perfect is your share this morning as I relive the dust dance of Clair de Lune with my beloved father. Thank you.
Ach lieverd dit stuk werd gespeeld tijdens Mams begrafenis .....
Love as Always , Mapi xxx
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