| The Silver-Haired Cello Player
The silver-haired cello player plays
Amid the younger students on the stage.
I wonder just how many days
He spent dreaming of this place
It makes me think about the years
That he spent in dreary places
Without the ‘bravo’ cheers
Away from those eager faces
To share Bach beneath the moon
His golden years are his delight
The memory of toils forgotten soon
His is now the music of the night
The orchestra has made his life complete
For his savage breast is soothed
By the music oh so sweet.
by Lee De Bord
1st Place - Spouses / 2005 RLACEI Poetry Contest
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