Special as silver

So near, yet so far

Like the nearest star

During the week it is close

When the week ends it is far.

It depends upon what is far

A question

A hundred and three

Is that far?

What difference does distance make?

It's still the same

Innocent and blue

Unsure and intriguing

And especially unbelievably talented.

It's hard to believe how it's possible

How those branches of arms are of such superior quality.

They dance lightly over pale ivory

Skipping, almost leaping, rhythmically

To the soothing sound

Like waves in a shell

Soft and smooth

Silken touch

Again so precious

And oh so special.

Special

That's what you are.