My Poem, An Old Violin, from Meadow Pause Revisited by Cornelia CONNIE D. DeDona, available on Create Space: https://www.createspace.com/3694690
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An Old Violin
He knew the history of this instrument,
could make it sing
which frets would elicit a wish
coax a smile.
Grandpa may have pondered over
time’s door clamped tightly shut
before the last embers were extinguished
and keep this soulful instrument.
He must’ve known
how they would
justify their crime
long into the black night
when he was rudely awoken
by the last howl of the refugees
now silent and
covered by venal snow.