Little things

By unali

Malcolm & John

The piano players dancing fingers,
Caresses a rhythmic sway,
While the trumpet's deep throated tenor,
Drives my loneliness away!

When I hear my old jazz music,
And those golden classic tunes,
I forget I am getting old,
To time I become immune!
I begin to feel like the old King Cole,

As the music tingles my mind,
An rejuvenates my soul!

I was so amazed and touched by their wonderful performance, can't help crying.
Malcolm played the piano, John played the trumpet.Bravo!

In Chester

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