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Magic, does my fiddle play
With music, that surrounds it
Heavenly sounds, a sweet array
In the air, that’s all around it
Listen to the whispering winds
Of the bow strings, as they glide
My fingers splayed, and disciplined
The fiddle and I, so unified
March Writing Prompt: Fiddlesticks – Day 21/31
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Ahhh! The perfect instrument for your lovely poetry!
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Thank you very much, AOC! 😉
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Music and poetry… two tools, one result!
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Best of both worlds 🙂
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I agree 😊
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Love this. Do you play the fiddle?
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No, I don’t. I used to play guitar and clarinet. Unfortunately, my hands no longer allow me to do either 😦
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Sorry to hear that. Life, eh?
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Yes, life, it sucks sometimes. But. My illness happened for a reason, and I persevere because it’s the right thing to do 🙂
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That’s the way! Me too.
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There’s no other way to be ❤
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Thank you very much! ❤
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Wow!
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Thanks so much, D! Hope all is well ❤
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