31 Dec
2010
31 Dec
'10
1:33 p.m.
On Fri, 31 Dec 2010 09:09:16 +0100
Jens M Andreasen <jens.andreasen(a)comhem.se> wrote:
It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was
almost dark.
Evening came on, the last evening of the year. In the cold and gloom a
poor little girl, bareheaded and barefoot, was walking through the
streets. Of course when she had left her house she'd had slippers on,
but what good had they been? ...
The Little Match Girl
http://mx44.linux.dk/~jens/unpublished/mtchgirl.mp3
...
"She wanted to warm herself," the people said. No one imagined what
beautiful things she had seen, and how happily she had gone with her old
grandmother into the bright New Year.
Lovely tune, and some fine playing.
--
Will J Godfrey
http://www.musically.me.uk
Say you have a poem and I have a tune.
Exchange them and we can both have a poem, a tune, and a song.