Precarious Playing Her Stradivarius

Precarious Playing Her Stradivarius She is in a position which was precarious While fiddling on her fine Stradivarius Marvelous sounds from it would emulate To hear her again have hated to hesitate. Crossed a bridge running over a creek Much more magic music started to seek Ascended high hills and through each dale Around the whole world started to sail. Falls contained crystal clear water within On mountain top is where it would begin Collecting water as it had travelled along About this experience will write a song. Song I sang and played often relished Touched it up and became embellished And final result was fabulous for me Shared it with Soup as part of their Poetry. Jim Horn