Lyra’s song

A LOVELY LUTE

The lute
The lute
 

Lyres and Lutes

When Lyra was a tiny child

She longed to play the lute.

Her Mother was not happy

The lute is not so cute.

 

Lyra began to dream of lutes

The way small children do.

She dreamed Mozart wrote a piece

He called “The Magic Lute.”

 

She was very disappointed

When she woke up in her bed.

So Lyra began imagining

What she’d like to do instead.

 

She hummed and sang from morn till night

And one day realised

That singing was her genius.

Her voice was Lyra’s guide.

 

Now Lyra ‘s in “The Magic Flute

Opera is her thing.

She is a high soprano now.

Lyra loves to sing.

 

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About Kate Thwaite

I love writing , conversation, art, wild flowers, music and air.And books
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