Ourchestra: We Each Play Our Part

I love this poem by Shel Silverstein called Ourchestra.

So you haven't got a drum, just beat your belly.

So I haven't got a horn, I'll play my nose.

So we haven't any symbols will just slap our hands together

and though there may be orchestras

that sound a little better with

their fancy shiny instruments that cost an awful lot.

Hey, we're making music twice as good by playing what we've got

Contact me and have me do some planning or conversation with your group to make sure that you're making the best music, you can by using the gifts, skills and knowledge

of the people that you've got.