I once had a glockenspiel One I wish that I had still Nothing to me is more real Than the sound of a glockenspiel
I would take it to the streets Where crowds would gather around me Tapping toes and keeping beat To the sounds of oh so sweet I never charged a listening fee Bringing pleasure to them and me One thing we all lack yet need In this world of Make-Believe For a moment all too brief At this point in history There was comfort bathed in peace Before I had to take my leave
I once had a glockenspiel One I wish that I had still Nothing to me is more real Than the sound of a glockenspiel
Never had a glockenspiel, just love the way the name sounds so I thought I'd put it to poem ;0)