Dec 2012
Sweet lullabies,
float along the staff lines,
played by instrument,
that can croon sweet tones,
into ones ears.
But yet,
the same instrument
that can sing so softly,
and beautifully,
can be loud and obnoxious,
making the treble clef,
tremble with anger,
or fear.
This one instrument,
is so sweet, mysterious, and haunting,
but at the same time,
its loud, angry, and obnoxious.
It's unique,
just so beautiful,
and rare.
It's my perfect match.
float along the staff lines,
played by instrument,
that can croon sweet tones,
into ones ears.
But yet,
the same instrument
that can sing so softly,
and beautifully,
can be loud and obnoxious,
making the treble clef,
tremble with anger,
or fear.
This one instrument,
is so sweet, mysterious, and haunting,
but at the same time,
its loud, angry, and obnoxious.
It's unique,
just so beautiful,
and rare.
It's my perfect match.
I've played the Oboe for six years now, and I would never give it up. I used to take band in school but I quit because I disliked the class, even though the teachers really wanted me to stay. They would give me solos and important parts in songs, they told me how good I was at the Oboe. However, I don't think i'm as good as they think I am, but the Oboe is my musical match, there is nothing more unique than the Oboe and I still play the instrument everyday, I will never drop it.
