SweetAngelita

‘What is music?’ A little boy asked me that today. I bent down so that our faces were level And then I said to him with a smile, ‘Why do you care? Out of so many people today Why do you care?’ He looked back at me His eyes too thoughtful for his age And he said right back to me, ‘Because I want to make good music.’ I liked that answer, and I told him so. He was happy and he smiled. ‘Take my hand,’ I said, ‘and walk with me now And I will show you those things that proper music make.’ He put his small hand into mine and came with me. I didn’t know what to make of this, he t