I wrote a poem and a song based on some experiences and dreams. Sunday Jazz Brunch (written for BC) I dream of us at Sunday jazz brunch Bacon, eggs, home fries, coffee, and jazz. Relaxing in our robes and slippers Reminiscing about…

I wrote a poem and a song based on some experiences and dreams. Sunday Jazz Brunch (written for BC) I dream of us at Sunday jazz brunch Bacon, eggs, home fries, coffee, and jazz. Relaxing in our robes and slippers Reminiscing about…

I wrote a poem and a song based on some experiences and dreams. Sunday Jazz Brunch (written for BC) I dream of us at Sunday jazz brunch Bacon, eggs, home fries, coffee, and jazz. Relaxing in our robes and slippers Reminiscing about…

I wrote a poem and a song based on some experiences and dreams. Sunday Jazz Brunch (written for BC) I dream of us at Sunday jazz brunch Bacon, eggs, home fries, coffee, and jazz. Relaxing in our robes and slippers Reminiscing about…

I wrote a poem and a song based on some experiences and dreams. Sunday Jazz Brunch (written for BC) I dream of us at Sunday jazz brunch Bacon, eggs, home fries, coffee, and jazz. Relaxing in our robes and slippers Reminiscing about…

I wrote a poem and a song based on some experiences and dreams. Sunday Jazz Brunch (written for BC) I dream of us at Sunday jazz brunch Bacon, eggs, home fries, coffee, and jazz. Relaxing in our robes and slippers Reminiscing about…

I wrote a poem and a song based on some experiences and dreams. Sunday Jazz Brunch (written for BC) I dream of us at Sunday jazz brunch Bacon, eggs, home fries, coffee, and jazz. Relaxing in our robes and slippers Reminiscing about…

I wrote a poem and a song based on some experiences and dreams. Sunday Jazz Brunch (written for BC) I dream of us at Sunday jazz brunch Bacon, eggs, home fries, coffee, and jazz. Relaxing in our robes and slippers Reminiscing about…

I wrote a poem and a song based on some experiences and dreams. Sunday Jazz Brunch (written for BC) I dream of us at Sunday jazz brunch Bacon, eggs, home fries, coffee, and jazz. Relaxing in our robes and slippers Reminiscing about…

Was feeling kinda low. Decided to process it the way I know how. Write a song. Silence can be sacred.