There are so many sections to the Orchestra.
The Strings which can pull on our hearts like the people we share our lives with.
Percussion beats the rhythm of life, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.
The Wind section plays the soundtrack of emotions. We can feel the intensity of love, life, fear and sadness like the oboe playing over the landscape of our time.
The Ivories of the Grand Piano can tickle our lives with resonance when we hear the score of our hopes played for the first time.
Each person in our life will play a different instrument. A different role. We will love and be loved because we recognise each other’s song.
Not everyone can accompany an Orchestra, there are the rare Songbirds who can.
I have heard one hush a crowded room with her haunting tones.
I have watched her love with a melody in her heart.
I have witnessed the beauty of her harmonies as she has flown through her life’s seasons.
Her laughter as infectious as a catchy song, you cannot help but sing or laugh along.
My Songbird is one of my most precious friends.
She has a voice so beautifully special, her sound was born to be sung.
Her name is Olivia and I will listen to her song until the end.
The Orchestra of Life would sound nothing without you my friend.
Happy Birthday little Songbird.
Dedicated to Olivia Luc
Love you. Xxx