Can you see it? The hint of an island? Maybe, right? Or is it just a band of fog?
Right now the music therapist is here, playing her guitar and singing "Puff the Magic Dragon" to my mom. Lifelong friendships, mists, and magical lands.
And now they're tapping on singing bowls. Tap to send out love, the therapist says. Love is magic, right?
And life itself is magic if you ask me.
1 comment:
Poof! I'd like to disappear and then reappear as a long strand of colorful scarves.
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