SONGS

I had, at one time, written over a hundred songs on piano, guitar, and a little Casio keyboard with a drum machine. I kept them in a red three ring binder, and once I was spent, I was done. Those songs are completely lost. All of them, faded, probably shredded, yet I do remember how to play a few of them. Over fifteen years went by before I was inspired to write songs again, and here I sit, with guitar in hand, hearing the melody behind the words.