Brenda Mcgrath Poet Rhyme

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The Piano Squabble

“Mama, please make Brenda get off the piano now,”
My twin sister Barbara whined with a scowl.
“I have been waiting forever for my turn to play.”
She was a 10 year old picture of dismay.

Mother did not have to twist our arm to practice.
Weekly music lessons had turned us both into fanatics.
My Mother scrimped and saved for our weekly music lessons.
Then we took up the flute and clarinet for an additional blessing.

The band and piano were our weekly delights.
Thank you Mom, for all you did to brighten up our nights.
Music is a lifelong pleasure,
A gift that we will always treasure.

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Daniel Turner December 14, 2016 at 6:55 PM It certainly is. Not sure where I would be without some music. Love the poem Brenda. A twin huh? Brenda Mcgrath December 14, 2016 at 7:23 PM Yes a twin Daniel. We are fraternal,not identical. I'm glad for that.I wouldn't want someone that looked just like me. That would be strange. I don't know where I would be without music either. That sounds like a good title for you for a poem. :)

Jan Allison December 14, 2016 at 4:40 PM aww what wonderful memories Brenda:-) the image of you two together made me smile and this is a lovely tribute for your mum:-) hugs Jan xx Brenda Mcgrath December 14, 2016 at 4:54 PM Thank you Jan! :)