Melodies Of Life

We met in the sewer......how funny that sounds!

Through the years as things became difficult between us, we joked about having met in the sewer...... "should have known where this relationship was headed"!

But in all actuality, the sewer is a huge pipe that collects rain.... flowing under the city until it is free at the rivers edge. Most of the year it is but a stream slowly trickling into the river. As the sun sets in the evening the most magnificent colors are cast on the walls, the notes flow from the strings as they played.....the voices sweet and even....It is a magical place that he loved. He went there in times of trouble and joy, to be alone and to be with friends.

He was, albeit misunderstood; my friend and a gift from God. He is now back in his master's arms.....and I give to him this song!