My Violin

My violin is the closest tie
To a world of music I supply
My bow glides across the strings
Its movement, like a bird’s wings

As my violin’s strings resonate
A melody it does create
Many notes in perfect harmony
A symphony that keeps growing

The rhythm is as precise
As a heartbeat that never dies
It’s a pulse echoing through valleys
A guide through any music

My violin is a journey I always enjoyed
Ever since I turned 9 years old
It will continue for many years more
And never get cold