A New Song

Maybe it's the Welsh in me; or maybe it's the Spirit. Either way, every interaction with my daughter is an opportunity to sing a new song whose words, melody, and sometimes harmony arise right on the spot. And what good is life if it doesn't produce new songs every day?

Here's a selection from the ones I recall (or of which I sing a variation on a regular basis):

The Good Morning Song, often sung to an arrangement of The Animaniacs theme melody;

The Cutie Patootie Song;

The Bathtime Song, often to the tune of Dean Martin's You're Nobody Till Somebody Loves You;

The Chocolate Cake Song, a shameless theft of Bill Cosby's stand-up hymn;

Ooh! Aah! a jazz ensemble of sounds inspired by bodily functions;

Gwendolyn Hope, a fugue inspired by the theme song of Winnie the Pooh cartoons;

and one of my personal favorites,

Oh, Gwendolyn Cry, sung by Emrys Marley and the Wailer, usually when we've gone way past naptime or bedtime.

Here's to the songs that arise from day-to-day living!

~emrys