There were stars in
Her eyes when she discovered
Her gift: a violin.
The violin my father gave
Me when I was three years old.
A violin
24 Tuesday Mar 2015
Posted in Poésie, Sarah שָׂרָה
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Hortus Closus
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“…the violin — that most human of all instruments…”
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such a beautiful instrument
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Wünsche dir einen glücklichen schönen Tag lieber Gruß und große Umarmung Gislind
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Gift from grandfather,
A familial treasury,
Full of memories.
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
AND FROM HER FATHER.
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I love this! This intensely beautiful and rich with depth.
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a legacy of huge merit. Beautiful sentiment–action–graphic. I know Sarit will shine.
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beautiful text
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