All the music was before me,
Getting it organised for the choir,
The Christmas music was needed.
I started to get it in order
But some was missing,
So I searched,
Searched throughout the music.
So much music for choirs,
For bands, for groups
That my loved one and I
Had spent so much time,
Playing and singing with.
Then I found it,
Found the folder,
It had the Christmas music,
All the Christmas music in it.
But it was so sad,
As the last person to have touched it,
Touched this music was my loved one,
She touched it over two years ago.
And now it was back,
Back with me.
That music and the tears,
The tears that flowed,
Flowed down my face,
As the memories,
The memories of the joy,
The joy of playing music,
Playing music together,
Plucked the strings of my heart.