The Lady And Her Cello
A Poem by Jim Nasium
She plays her cello all the time
no matter where she goes
when she's playing a song
her talent really shows
the trouble is she never stops
she can't see what I saw
she's become one with the cello
her soul, her body, and all
Sometimes she brings her friend with her
and they meet me in the park
I sit and listen to them play
some times until well after dark
then we'll go get some food
maybe some fine wine to drink
we'll go back to my apartment
to play, be together, and think
©2000 Jim Nasium
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