This is an early poem I wrote and sent to my son when he was studying music composition and voice at Ithaca College. This was early in his studies. He composed the music and he is the young man in the light blue sweater front and center. He also composed this voice parts for the piece. This is what he did with it! Follow the lyrics below. It is a little over five and a half minutes long. Enjoy!
WINTER’S LAST
Close your mouth and die
Your time is drawing near
Winter take your final breath
For Spring is on the clear
Forget your tawdry ways
They have no bearing true
Deny your foe if you so dare
It’s death that waits for you
Draw just one last time
Of air that deathly cools
As sun shines down upon the glade
Like Satan so Spring drools
Give all to this dreary night
As ever coming with
Tis Heaven’s choice for days of light
Goodbye ‘til next year’s pith
That’s awesome my friend. 💖 Your son is handsome. 😎 Have a nice day. 🙏
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Thank you, my friend! He is incredibly talented for sure… ;-)))
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A rather delightful eviction for Winter, and it can’t happen soon enough for me. I’m sick of it already…
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Hahahaha… I hear you! We are looking for accumulating snow on Monday. I’ll be happy to head south the following Monday. Thank you for stopping by… ;-)))
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I would love to see some snow…
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This is exceptional in every way. Thank you so much for sharing it!
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Awe…Thank you, Violet! ;-)))
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Very Nice. It reminds me of a brain storm book title I had a few days ago. “Die Well, You only get one chance”
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Cool! Thank you for stopping by and commenting! ;-)))
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That’s amazing!! Your son has great talent. 😀
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Thank you, Michelle! I am very proud of him!
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Very cool!
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So beautiful!! You are rightly proud to this great accomplishment!!!
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Thank you so much!
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I like the symbolism of the end of life along with the end of a season. Well written.
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Thanks, brother! It resonated with my son, so…
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