Snow Owls Hoot when Fir trees sing

Snow Owls Hoot when Fir trees sing

A Poem by Patricia Wedel
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Oh Holy Night … Silent Night.. when people pray 🙏 Angels guard the Stable where Reindeer lay beside a new born child… meek and mild… Wise Men travel Far following a Star...

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The World is protecting our Musical Freedoms as
Drums roll on the Clouds of Mozart and Chopin
as every Country plays Violins 🎻 and Oboes
In syncopated Symphonies where Orchestrated
Lives become a place where Love ❤️ remains … Amen


© 2023 Patricia Wedel


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When I think of Chopin and Mozart and many other composers, I think of artistic harmony. Musical notes that compliment and blend. Hundred of years old. Music brings people together and we need that more than ever in the times that we live. Beautiful words dear Pat from a beautiful mind. Sending love across the pond.

Chris

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

11 Months Ago

dear Chris… Music 🎶 is in the Thunder of a knowing God as we experience the Madness of a World .. read more



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Love remains indeed: the best choice, playing the harp, the notes of full life lived and the sounds of peace eternal.
You are becoming a classic poet as you embrace the classics.
I hope you enjoy your holiday.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

11 Months Ago

dearest Sami... I appreciate the Classics for Peaceful moments; however, I also like Comedy under th.. read more
Sami Khalil

11 Months Ago

Wow! You are welcome Patricia Wedel.
Speaking as a good ornithologist, reasonable painter and bad poet I love this. You give good advice this season.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

11 Months Ago

dear Ken... the Arts are held close to the Heart of every Country. The Music and Art in so many for.. read more
As always you find cures for our sad world, draping notes around the ugly, revving up the sound of music about the noise of war and cries for help - as best is possible, not easy by any means. But, you are so right, Pat, let music heal and help those of us crazed about what is happening on around our world, let it heal and inspire us into a gentle dance and hum - all thanks to your inspiration, dear lady.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

11 Months Ago

dear Em… I love that you are a gentle middle C. Learning to play the Piano does give you perspec.. read more
emmajoygreen

11 Months Ago

I do, yes, but no longer have one but plan to buy one next week some time and bring back such happy .. read more
Patricia Wedel

11 Months Ago

So happy for you to acquire a Piano 🎹 for the Holidays and always. Sweet dreams. Softly, Pat
Maybe music with all of its many instruments will be the only measure of our peace and harmony this holiday season…….let us remember those who created those beautiful symphonies…..
Warmly
B.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

11 Months Ago

dearest Betty… I love that gifted people are Artists… as if composing Music would be an Artist.... read more
Betty Hermelee

11 Months Ago

I will look for it, thank you Pat.
Warmly, B
dear Folk… as the Cold Snows appear more so than ever… we must protect our Art and Music that is our Salvation. tenderly, Pat

Posted 11 Months Ago



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Patricia Wedel
Patricia Wedel

Keystone, WV



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Life is like a River that includes the sound of Warblers among the trees laden with happiness and tears... Wings take us to places we discover and people who write the Music we love to hear... quietly.. more..

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