Here and Gone

I tried, but I can not deny the music in me. I try to escape it, to ignore it, to hold it, but it desires to be shared. So here is a small tidbit of it. Stacks of unfinished lyric & melody notes await me. the raw unfiltered years of love &pain etched on paper reminding me of a life well lived & a love well tested. In the end love prevails. The children grown I can now recapture those memories holding on to my love even in rough waters.  Here's to Love. Love that shapes us. Love that makes us! :)

Here and Gone

Lydia Light