Robert Pettit Poet Rhyme

Music Box Dancer

Upstairs is a pretty little music box that I love.
It has been waiting all alone for some years.
I have not heard its melody with my ears.
It stands in a dusty narrow attic above.

Walking among these things of an earlier day,
I reminisce of how I used to dance and sway.
I wound up the box, and the music would play.
Sweet memories are carrying me away.

Oh little music box, come downstairs with me.
Adorning the top of my dresser once more,
you will be something I’ll forever adore.
You will play and I will dance in harmony.

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Carol Sunshine Brown February 24, 2011 at 6:14 AM Congratulations Robert, on your well deserved win for your poem in Barbara Gorelick's contest "May I Have This Dance?". Love, Carol

Dr.Ram Mehta February 14, 2011 at 6:31 PM Congratulations on the well deserved win in the contest, Robert

Tahera Mannan February 13, 2011 at 8:08 PM Beautiful. Many congrats for this gem.

Sara Kendrick February 13, 2011 at 4:36 PM Congratulations on your win..Sara

Francine Roberts February 13, 2011 at 12:54 PM just beautiful Robert, congrats on your win in the contest

Debbie Guzzi February 13, 2011 at 11:00 AM a charming memory! Congrad's LIght & Love

Linda-Marie Sweetheart February 13, 2011 at 6:39 AM Super congrats Robert on your amazing win in the Dance contest with this exciting entry my friend... enjoy another super win with luv..

Andrea Dietrich February 12, 2011 at 10:21 PM this is a very sweet one, Robert.Glad to see you in the winner circle too. You have become quite active here. Congratulations on your win.

Barbara Gorelick February 12, 2011 at 9:13 PM Congrats on your 10th place in my contest. I used to love those little music boxes..well done. BG

Carol Fillmore February 8, 2011 at 10:06 AM This is a lovely piece, Robert! I enjoyed reading this one very much, picturing the dancing along with the music box girl. Thanks so much for your comment on Anticipation. It's snowing again here, although while watching the flakes fluttering around, I felt the stirrings of an early spring within...it's probably just wishful thinking though!!! LOL

Michael J. Falotico February 4, 2011 at 2:56 PM Wonderful write Robert...

Carolyn Devonshire February 4, 2011 at 2:07 PM Gee, I had a music box with a dancer and the melody was "Lara's Song" from Dr. Zhivago. All the memories came rushing back as I read your poem, Robert. Surely, this will place high in the contest! Love, Carolyn

Francine Roberts February 4, 2011 at 7:16 AM this is lovely you have soup mail