Megan loves music. She sings all the time and quickly learns all the words to new songs. Some of her past Christmas list items have included a microphone, an iPod, a new microphone to replace the first one that broke, and, this year, a purple guitar.
I love music, too. That's why I can sincerely and very lovingly say that enjoying something doesn't necessarily mean you are good at it. Megan participates in the children's choir at our church and somehow Mr. Tom gets her (and all the other kids) to sing on key. At home - well, not so much.
A few days ago, Megan took her love of music to a whole new level and decided to write a song. She only focused long enough to write a few lines.
Just in case you can't quite make it out, it says (her misspellings included):
Tern on the light,
bring up the camra
Lisen, I tell you to lisen
I don't no your name
and I don't want to
because your weird
but at the same time
your my littel sisster
I wonder what Taylor Swift's first song was like??? Oh well, it's good to have big dreams, right?!?!
1 comment:
My sons have written songs, too. They are truly horrific!
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