I close my eyes and I’m transported,
As was the case when I was a child.
When my modest music box collection grew,
Each additional delight, offering new smiles.
I listened to cassette tapes with recorded tracks,
In a Walkman and a boom box.
I loved the soothing beauty, enchanting sounds,
I adored the entrancing moving parts.
Joy conceived metal to metal,
Pins activating a steel combs’ teeth.
I never knew how it worked back then,
It was simply magic, to me.
The delicate strums I lend ear to,
In today’s far away, adult world.
Reach a piece of my soul,
Reserved long ago, when I was just a girl…