poetry For My Trumpet Man 2020/08/22 / Amoeba O’Ceallaigh playing trumpet by moonlight. Trumpet manblows his horn so sweetlythat the sea rolls in to listenand even the moon yearns to touch him. Charlene L. Amsden Share this: Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like this:Like Loading...
Charlene_Amsden 2011/10/15 at 10:10 pm Thanks, Cherie. I took this photo and wrote this poem during Charley's and my first Summer here on the island (before we moved to Hawaii). Loading...
Amoeba O’Ceallaigh playing trumpet by moonlight.
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Cherie
Sweet! 🙂
Charlene_Amsden
Thanks, Cherie. I took this photo and wrote this poem during Charley's and my first Summer here on the island (before we moved to Hawaii).