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Me and My Violin
By Audrey Miller
Patiently waiting for the moment of truth
Wondering, will the judges see the proof?
Was it enough, those hours I rehearsed?
Or will I make a turn for the worse?
Silently I stand, and prepare to perform
I’m scared as my palms begin to warm,
My shaky knees become hard to constrain
As beautiful notes dance through my brain
I feel nervous at first, while everyone stares
And then as if to free me from all my cares
My bow sweeps across the string
Making my racing heart begin to sing
That connection that only a musician feels
Makes the hair on my neck stand up with chills
The music runs deep through my veins
As I let melody and emotion reign
I never dreamed I could play this well
With beautiful tone, and the perfect swells
It seems like yesterday, I was just starting out
With hopes and dreams, but also a lot of doubt
My heart is on my sleeve as I continue to stand
On that stunning stage playing the best I can
All fear is behind me, I think with a grin
As I play the masterpiece --just me and my violin.




