Its been too long.
So long that my fingers hurt. The moment I have this sweet beautiful instrument,
I am in another world.
The wonders of it.
My fingers rebel on my desire to play more but this time melodies must escape.
Serenading me ever so faithful.
This very instrument that unites me with my brothers and father.
Playing it makes me feel like I'm home.
My brothers would be right outside of my room telling me the right chords
if ever I was wrong.
My dad would be telling me to strum softly for that is the correct way.
This instrument the sweet sound of it makes me feel secure.
Makes me feel like I'm home.
Wait for me dear family,
I will be back and will serenade all of you with this instrument.
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