In response to one-word prompt : Invisible
The Invisible Gift
My maternal uncle was a jolly fellow,
I told him to give his daughter a cello.
Said he, I’ll give her an invisible guitar,
I protested, give her a real sitar.
He smiled why give something she can’t play,
An unseen musical instrument will make her imagine,
She’d go to the imaginary world, where she’d pretend,
No one will make fun of her for she’ll be all by herself,
Playing different unheard impossible tunes.
And proudly tell friends, I can play phony tunes!
…………………………… 🙂
Sabethville 