Let the Music Play on

 

At certain intervals during the day

I play music to accompany me as

I eat my lunch or read and write to

begin my day in the morning.

Music, various genres, classical,

jazz and some ‘60, ‘70 and ‘80s

oldies serve as a soothing salve

for my aging and aching mind.

Sometimes I’ll play Name That

Tune Game. If right, I’ll be satis-

fied and continue on with my

previous activity. If I’m stumped,

I’ll look up at the title on TV

music channel I’m tuned to; or,

should I be listening to tunes

provided by my Echo device,

I’ll ask, “Alexa , what is this

song?” And she answers me

immediately with the title and

artist.

I love my music, and especially

at bedtime at night. When I’ve

tuned off all the lights and

external devices, my brain

automatically continues the

musical stream as I am peace-

fully lullabied, and eventually

fall asleep.

Now, I am not your standard

religious believer in heaven

and hell in the hereafter, but

if I could have music to

accompany me through the

eternal darkness of death,

I would be appreciative and

mightily satisfied. Let’s begin

with the Beethoven Symphonies.

And then some Dizzy Gillespie

after that.

                -30-

Chris Hanch 3-16-2023