Violin memories (A Swedish waltz)

Violin memories (A Swedish Waltz)

by R.Eric Swanepoel

(First published in the Cellar Scene magazine, Cellar Scene
Publications, 282 Hardgate, Aberdeen AB10 6AA, Scotland)

Fragments, on an old tape - that nameless tune.
I imagine your young fingers on the strings,
Your earnest face, still smooth,
The way you smiled when you lifted the bow.

And although I have played it often
And clumsily I have damaged it,
It sings to me yet,
of youth and beauty and you.