On The Roof
And perhaps that is one of the things that one thinks of when one listens to that lovely musical, 'Fiddler on the Roof'. Then I do, indeed, regret that I never learnt to play a stringed instrument.
But it is peaceful up on the roof, and it is a good night, a calm night, a silent night, a holy night.
Labels: Odd Thoughts, Peace
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