It was my childhood years
When she taught me to play the music
She was a tough woman whom I’ve met
Not knowing she was really sick
She shared many stories about her life
Her huge mounds of years with music
She left behind
She treated me as her daughter
And I treated her like my mom as well
We spent years playing her music together
Moments when our closeness dwelled
Many years have passed I reached in college
Her sickness became worse without my knowledge
The were times I couldn’t have the chance
To play with her a music or give her a glance
Music helped her to ease her burdens inside
That’s what she told me when she was still alive
I thank her for imparting me things
That I will treasure for the rest of my life
Her faith, her kindness, her love of music
Will always be my inspiration to pursue my desire
My Pen and Soul 