It's all over. BreyerFest, Camp Tecumseh, and family visits.
No more late night games around the table,
no more cousins playing and shrieking with laughter.
No more sweet chatter bugs joining me while I write early in the morning,
and no doggie chaos as Blue, Rhett, Tammo, Nash, Mama, Gus, Henry, and Pepper romp around the house together.
Gosh, will we miss the "Beautiful Noise."
What a beautiful noiseComin' up from the streetGot a beautiful soundIt's got a beautiful beat
It's a beautiful noiseAnd it's a sound that I loveAnd it fits me as wellAs a hand in a gloveYes it does, yes it does
What a beautiful noiseComin' up from the parkIt's the song of the kidsAnd it plays until dark
Made of joy and of strifeLike a symphony playedBy the passing paradeIt's the music of life
It's a beautiful noiseAnd it's a sound that I loveAnd it makes me feel goodJust like a hand in a gloveYes it does, yes it does
What a beautiful noiseComin' into my roomAnd it's beggin' for meJust to give it a tune
Beautiful Noise (partial lyrics) by Neil Diamond, 1976
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