While others are tucked safe in their beds, I am pushing a song from my head. It’s for my father – it’s not that long; a trumpet trio, a pleasant, sad song. I hope he enjoys it, and I hope you do, too. It’s about memories, or regrets, or a tribute to sadness – I’m not quite sure, but it sure is powerful.

Composing a song for my father

Composing a song for my father

I am writing this song for his Christmas present tomorrow, and I have high hopes for a future adaption of the song.

Sleep well, have peace, while I endure the night with my vigil of musical release.

Love, ME :)