Five Minute Friday.
Set the timer for five minutes and write.
This week's prompt is RHYTHM
'And the banner man, held the banner high
With a 'Hallelujah' in his eyes
And I wish that I could be a Banner Man.'
If you can sing along to those words,
chances are you'll now be singing them all day.
My Dad used to play it on his record player.
I can still smell the vinyl
The slight crackle as the needle finds the groove,
And see him patting his leg in time to the music.
It's a habit he's passed on to me.
I can't hear a piece of music without
Tapping my foot
Or nodding my head
Or patting my leg
Or dancing if I'm really lucky.
I'm so grateful to my parents for teaching me about the rhythm of life.
And I don't just mean musically.
My musical tastes are not my Dad's.
(Thank the Lord for that)
But somehow they taught me that the beat goes on.
And I am part of that rhythm.
The tempo can change
The pace may slow considerably
Or increase to a rapid staccato
And you'll hear it.
You'll feel it.