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TorregLEVEL 93

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Torreg is 75 years old, is located in United Kingdom and has been a SingSnap member since February 6, 2008. He has a total of 7,103 public recordings that have been viewed 255,129 times and 763 achievement points.

Someone who loves music. I have many friends On Singsnap all of them precious to me, one of my favourite things is singing duets and having a go at all types of songs LOL whether I make a mess of them or not LOL. I love listening to other people singing and always comment on then.
I started singing on Singsnap way back in 2008, at that time was very unsure myself (I still am LOL) in the beginning I thought my voice was been attacked by my multiple sclerosis but since then I've proved it hasn't. The only thing that is not working properly now but was then is my left hand that has began to regress i.e. my weird hand signals when singing, my right hand and arm are completely gone hence I strap it up so it does not fall of the wheelchair LOL.
I use voice recognition to write things like this and comments on Singsnap it sometimes has a mind of its own so forgive me if it pops up with words not meant to be there. One other thing! I have a problem forgetting to switch voice recognition off before I start singing hence it tries to join in LOL I don't seem to get out the habit of forgetting to switch off silly really 1-Click that's all it takes.
This poem has threaded through my life, very personal, so no more said.
The life that I have
It's all that I have And the life that I have
Is yours.

The love that I have
Of the life that I have
Is yours, and yours, and yours.

A sleep I shall have,
A rest I shall have,
A death will be but a pause.

For the piece of my years
In the long green grass
Will be yours and yours and yours.

Mae hen wlad Fy Nhadau

Mae hen wlad fy nhadau yn annwyl I mi,
Gwlad beirdd a chantorion , enwogion o fri;
Ei gwrol ryfelwyr, gwladgarwyr tra mad,
Tros ryddid gollasant eu gwaed.

Gwlad ,Gwlad ,pleidiol wyf i'm gwlad.
Tra mor yn fur i'r bur hoff bau,
O bydded i'r hen iaith barhau.

Welsh National Anthem
A poem I wrote under my pseudonym Morreg (I changed it to Torreg a while back)

OH MY BEAUTIFUL LADY,WHAT A PICTURE YOU MAKE.
THE STARS IN YOURS EYES,THE SMILE ON YOUR FACE.
OH MY BEAUTIFUL LADY,WHAT A PICTURE YOU MAKE.
PLEASE DO NOT HIDE FROM ME AND THE WORLD.
OH MY BEAUTIFUL LADY,MY HEART REALLY ACHES.
FOR THE STARS IN YOUR EYES THE SMILE ON YOUR FACE.
MY BEUTIFUL LADY,WHAT A PICTURE YOU MAKE.

MORREG 4/10/04
My Jumper.
What are you wearing that old thing for.
You had a new one Christmas and the one before.
What does it look like all tatty and worn.
What are you wearing that old thing for.
What's wrong with the one from your sister-in-law.
What are you wearing that old thing for.
It hangs like a sack and its a proper eyesore.
The colours of are funny, orange with mauve trim.
What are you wearing that old thing for.
Why don't you wear the one from the Christmas before.
What! Am I wearing this old jumper for?
It may be a bit worn and it hangs like a sack!
The colours maybe odd, but! That's all she had.
What am I wearing this old jumper for.
Maybe she's not far away, when it's snug! On me back.

Alun John James.
Copyright 2007 Alun John James.
Love In Box

I switch on this magical technical machine, and You are there.
Your lovely classic looks, trapped by a window of radio ether.
I feel though a myriad away I run my fingers thru lovely hair.
Kiss those soft velvet lips, those enchanting eyes so very deep.
Oh my love, my love, my words reach out thru keyboard touch.
Sensuous thoughts race over and over till they slowly turn to sleep.
My brain is a cloud with sexual being of embracing or tossled locks
But alas my beautiful dream we are to each other, just love in a box.

Torreg 14.4.2002

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