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Me and my made up melodies💕

Me and my made up melodies💕

Making musical melodies as I think thoughts for a song

This is what I like to do as I am strolling along

I find it helps to pass the time away listening to this scenic countryside

Out on my daily jaunts rambling far and wide..

So betwixt bewildered bubbles amidst my busy little brain, I am humming inside my head

As yon pitter pattering of raindrops are dampening my woodland tread

But I am lost in a loveliness of creating my sweet melody

Yet another song to add to my crazy collection for my Life in verse legacy..

And I try my very best as my made up tunes are heard

Sending renditions to my friends and family tho my singing may sound a trifle absurd

Alas there is no musical instruments that back up this ageing voice

Oh but how I wish I had mastered a guitar in my childhood days when I had the choice...

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Jill Tait

💕🌹💕I am wet got soaked lol 

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Pratibha Savani

Brilliant Jill! Great write about your song writing and singing too!
Now did you churn this one out on one of your country walks too?!!
Px 🌳🌹🦋🐝🌻

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Jill Tait

Yes I did today luv teehee 💕🌹💕

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