What a glorious way to start the day!
Down the stairs I came,
On went the radio
And there I was greeted,
Greeted by Mozart.
A piano sonata was being played,
I was taken away,
Taken away into Mozart’s fine world.
I sat there and listened,
Did nothing else but listened.
Was it a dream,
Had I not awoken yet?
But no this was real,
It was happening,
And it showed me how wonderful,
How wonderful this day would be.
It could not be anything else,
As being welcomed by Mozart
Was a great way to start this day.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: When I get up in the morning switching on the radio is the first thing I do. This morning the beginning of the first movement of Mozart's Piano Sonata No 12 in F Major, K332 was being played and all I could do was sit and listen to it, the cup of tea had to wait.
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Comments4
Better than S.......'s music? I keep forgetting the name. Quite a long surname it is.
Stockhausen!!
Ah yes! I get him muddled with Shostakovich. He any good?
Shostakovich is very good. You will know this tune by him:
https://youtu.be/QDW4VJGKLAQ
Definitely a nice way to start the day.
I quite understand where you are coming from sir .. today though, I shall be listening to Jeff Beck on this sad day of his passing ......... Neville
Love Mozart but then I love most music. Nice piece Andy.
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