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A Child's Song of Christmas for SSA and piano

SSA Octavo

WHO IS SHE? was written in 2010 for a campaign honoring inspiring women for the Ban Righ Foundation of Queen’s University in Kingston, Ontario. This choral version for SSA was written for She Sings! Women’s Choir. It is dedicated to the inspiring women in my life...of whom there are many!
 
“She is hope, she is courage and she knows the words and sings the songs that move me.”
M.H. Duncan

Who is She?

A Child's Song of Christmas for SA and piano

SA Octavo

Under the Painted Sky is a "close of day" song for SA and
  piano.  It is originally from the youth
  opera, Searching the Painted Sky, libretto by Janet Windeler Ryan.
    
    
    
    All is calm, the night is falling
    
    down the sun the moon is climbing
    
    slowly in the sky the slarlight's curtain rising.
    
    Blue, the sky of daytime deepens,
    
    Yellow sun burns gold, then red, then slips away
    
    when the moon shines white as snow.
    
    i 2013 Janet Windeler Ryan

Under the Painted Sky

SUNSET SONG
written for 2016 TMEA Region 22 Middle School All-Region Choir of El Paso Texas
Silent shimmers catch my eye
Evening sun languid and low in the sky.
A throw of red-coloured light reaching deep, deep, down the hall
blushes shyly on my living room wall. And I look to the sky…
2011 Janet Windeler Ryan from Searching the Painted Sky, The Opera

Sunset Song

SAB Octavo

TO HOME Deep as the sea and boundless as the night-time
Home its every echo embraces firm and fast
Images of childhood and reflections of the past
Mirrors of the memories and the questions never asked
Questions never asked, so questions never answered
Mirrors of myself, or glass reflecting something else?
2011 Janet Windeler Ryan from Searching the Painted Sky, The Opera

To Home

THE STAR
I think God sang when He had made A bough of apple bloom,
And placed it close against the sky To whiten in the gloom.
 
But, oh, when He had hung a star
Above a blue, blue hill, I think God in His ecstasy
Was startled . . . and was still.
Beatrice Redpath

The Star

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