Making Music Together

I played the harmonica For my past love Veronica, I played her a simple tune That caused her to swoon. Then where there was once guile, It was then replaced by a beautiful smile. I played the Acoustic guitar For the lovely woman called Star, I strummed her some romantic chords Her grin equaled to many rewards. Then she smiled and also cried, Because, of her pride. I played the mandolin For my ex-wife Mandolin, I played her a sweet, sweet song Then we both finally got along. We then forgot the errs of our past, As we looked for the future to last. I played the lovely violin For the beautiful Gwen, I played it so soft and sweet The tune I then did repeat. I played it until my arms grew tired, I was appreciated and also admired. I played the clarinet For a beautiful woman named Brett, I then started myself a band With drumsticks in my hand. And then with the piano playing of Heather, We all made beautiful music together. Randy L. McClave