My little girl, kind,
pleasant and cordial
has her own mind.
She never throws a deal
goes with her own find.
Unusual it is to me, at least
when she joined a music class
she took the prime seat
had an instrument of brass
that be the saxophone indeed!
I am surprised to see her choose
the woodwind instrument of all others
I feel it is hard to play with breath, close
she is in no mood to withdraw rather
Insisted on pursuing the course.
Left to me, I would not allow her to continue
but her parents have given her freedom to learn
that being a new school of thought in the retinue
knowing her well she would burn
her midnight oil to excel.