Well it's not too terribly interesting but it needs to be told. Back in 1991, I was dating my current wife, we were not yet married and we were still living in Minnesota, but would be married soon. Anyway her mother is a poet and we were at her farm in Northfield Minn. one day and I was reading her poetry, I came across this poem and as I was reading it I could hear the music in my head that went with it. I asked for a copy of the poem and went home and started working on it. I wanted to put it to music and have it done for her 65th birthday, I thought it would make a nice present, now keep in mind my wife had a 12 year old daughter that blabbed everything but I asked her to keep it a secret til her birthday and sure enough she did keep the secret. So on her 65th birthday we went to the farm for her big party and everyone was outside in the pole barn partying. So I asked her to come into the house so I could show her something and there in the house was her two daughters, granddaughter and myself. She didn't know what was going on then I started to play, the room was dead silent and as I played the tears started rolling down her cheeks and then everyone was in tears, it was the hardest song to get through I have ever played. She told me that was her favorite poem since it was about her dad. She has loved me ever since.
Ahh That was very heart warming...I can definitely imagine how tough that would be to get through...Great story man...Haha It was a great way to get on her good graces forever.
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