My Main Ax
Got a soprano size at age fifteen
At sixteen, my baritone made the scene
Immediately it became my main ax
Kept it clean and nice with polish and wax
Amazed at the depth of its mellow sound
And even highs could totally astound
My love for this instrument never ceased
It made my musical prowess increase
Played at parties and on all my travels
Let its musical beauty unravel
At a “sing along” it couldn’t be beat
Having it play backup was such a treat
Throughout High School, College and Bachelorhood
I loved that piece of mahogany wood
For over sixty long years it was mine
It’s time now to pass it on down the line
Gave it to my daughter and to her girls
Knowing they would also cherish my pearl
It now brings pleasure into its new home
And still possess that fantastic tone
Charles Sides
“Sound Madness”
Ukulele
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