Saturday, August 12, 2006
a dedication to my euphonium
it doesnt have a name yet
and its not very shiny.
but oh well...i will polish it someday.
The time is short my sweet euphonium, And our lessons are still not done in whole. The future calls and all our joy is stole Leaving only taste of absinthium. How soon time has forced my compendium 5 Of my days with you learning of my soul. Our parting draws nearer like a troll Intent on causing pandemonium. But memories do answer with all hope That lessons learn�d here can grow in me. 10 And perhaps there is another waiting In the future for thee. Perchance I cope With thoughts of our days together. We Can move on with worries away fleeting.
I LOVE BAND.
and of course our spastic section. who LAUGHS alot.
and loves milo PARTIALLY.
11:01 PM