Patience and Fortitude.
Stolen voices and lyrics trapped in Memories web. Every so often a melody escapes to be hummed endlessly until it returns to the fold. Missing thoughts and recent reminiscences struggle to be heard through a tangle of intersecting snarling synapses all vying for entrance into my cerebral highway. I beat my head against my hands then someone puts a record on the old Victrola and it all comes back to me.
Ella Fitzgerald – “A-Tisket, A-Tasket” (1938)
A brown and yellow basket
I sent a letter to my mommy
On the way, I dropped it
I dropped it, I dropped it
Yes, on the way I dropped it
A little girlie picked it up
And put it in her pocket
She was truckin’ on down the avenue
But not a single thing to do
She went peck, peck, pecking all around
When she spied it on the…
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