Her Mother's Violin Music
 



Family snuggles and waits for the best violinist tune
Old time radio and melodies together in their country home room

From when this family gatherin' listened to mamas fiddlin' bow
Her sweet flowering rose blossomed through life's many highs and some lows

A country clad snug by the fire, mama's songs were best, all they desired at night
Yes...'twas a 'fit for Carnegie night' echoing ... down a 'recalling halls' flight

Mama's bow 'pon a fiddle ...as she was creating' a 'memory making' delight
With little ones tucked in, sweet dreamin', from such a grand melody good night.










Music embedded;
Humoresque

By Debera

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