Violin

The violin 

comes into my arms

like a dear friend 

and with the same kind

of recognition 

as if we had never

been apart.

What I love 

about growing older

is that emotional depth

in music arrives

without effort 

I have more life

to bring to the table

and it shows

in every song.

Wait until 

I write something new

there will be some

diabolically good music

to play for you soon

I’m just waiting 

for the spark of it

to pour into me.