Do you know what it was like Wishing you’d come home Knowing the moment you arrived I would want you gone You had no reason to behave The way you often did You gave into a binding rage So seldom did you see The pieces that you left behind Were broken parts of me
“Opera?” I secretly gagged and said, “No way.” When I heard opera singers on the television, I thought, who are these singers wearing ancient clothes from my history books? While they were singing in a language that I didn’t understand, I wondered, what were they singing about? And how could they make those loud sounds with their voices? I could not imagine myself as an opera singer at all. Dr. Lori: Opera singer, author and amazing friend (she’s more, much […]