What is your favorite genre of music?

A-tiskit, A-taskit- What’s Annie got in today’s basket? 💋

Dearest Gentle Reader,

The answer to this prompt may actually surprise you.

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(Verse 1)
In the summer of love, where it all began,
A band was born, a wandering clan,
With a heart full of rhythm and a soul to mend,
The music played, our journey’s friend.

(Chorus)
Echoes of the road, in the night they play,
Spirits of the music, never fade away,
From the hills of San Francisco to the desert sand,
The band we follow, they understand.

(Verse 2)
From the Fillmore to the pyramids, we’ve seen it all,
A dance of life, a cosmic call,
With a guitar’s twang and a bass’s deep sound,
A symphony of magic, a love profound.

(Chorus)
Echoes of the road, in the night they play,
Spirits of the music, never fade away,
From the hills of San Francisco to the desert sand,
The band we follow, they understand.

(Bridge)
Through the years and miles we’ve roamed,
In every heart, we’ve found a home,
With a touch of blues and a twist of fate,
The music lives, we celebrate.

(Verse 3)
Now the songs go on, in the hearts we’ve healed,
In every note, the love revealed,
A tapestry of dreams in the stars above,
The band we cherish, forever love.

(Chorus)
Echoes of the road, in the night they play,
Spirits of the music, never fade away,
From the hills of San Francisco to the desert sand,
The band we follow, they understand.

(Outro)
So we sing along, in this endless rhyme,
To the tunes of the road, beyond space and time,
With a grateful heart and an open hand,
The band we honor, our cosmic band.

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In other news. I haven’t been getting notified that any of my bestie bloggers have posted. Sincere apologies if I haven’t liked anything in over a week.

That’s all for today.