> Morning Mozart
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> If my consciousness survives the demise
> of ears, I'll most miss Mozart in the morning.
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> Mozart makes me merry; gives me pause,
> makes me bow at pianos, horns and cellos;
> makes me march, waltz and do the minuet;
> makes me hum, tap my feet and wave my arms
> and makes me wish to be immortal that I may hear
> more of the same music from a hundred sources.
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> Stately, with flourishes like flowers in a field,
> reminds me to stand up and be counted alive
> and aware of the effect of being a fellow human
> whose twenty-fourth piano concerto will never
> be written because I am not Mozart, but a mere
> corporeal being who witnesses excellence in awe.
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> On Dec 17, 1:13 pm, "jeannek...@aol.com" aol.com> wrote:
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