My Violin

November 2, 2008
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The music drifts upward
8th notes, 16th notes fly
the horse hair gracefully dances on the strings
d then a then g
my Fingers wildly hit each note
as if they were apart of my heart beat in my chest
and thorough my whole body
the sound echoes through the room
I am in the music
Beethoven, Mozart
I feel I am with them creating the music
light brown, black
pegs, finger board, bridge
these are what allows me to make the Music
the Violin lets me play.

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