Julie's Journey #16 - Dear Gloria

SIDE NOTE:

This is a poem I wrote about how much I love my flute. Also, I did name my flute and you can think how weird that is all you want, but just realize, I won't care. Thanks for reading this and enjoy!

Dear Gloria, 

How can a mother’s instinct be so true?

Ever since I decided to play an instrument,

My mother said, “The flute will be perfect for you, just wait and see.”

And she was right.

A few months later in the band room, 

Putting together a flute which was a spare, 

Before my mother received the one she ordered for me, 

I started to play and fell in love.

I’m sure I wasn’t good,

But I wasn’t bad.

I only knew several keys but with those several keys,

I played simple pieces. 

Songs that were so easy, but yet so meaningful.

I felt the flutes make me fall in love.

When the flute my mom ordered came,

I fell in love even more. 

On your case, it said, “Glory”

And then I knew

Despite how weird it was

That I would name you Gloria.

I know we had our rough times,

When you just would not cooperate

But at times when I need you more than ever,

You never let me down.

My love is as powerful as the waves of the ocean.

When I’m up on that stage, 

I play you loud and proud.

I feel the music running through my veins,

And you in my heart.

I will always remember,

That whenever I play you, all the memories we had,

In my heart, spirit, mind, and soul,

That you were always the stars to my constellations.

Love you for all eternity,

Julie