Sarah Goslee Reed: Music
Like the Light of the Moon
(Sarah Goslee Reed)
LIKE THE LIGHT OF THE MOON by Sarah Goslee Reed
The dog was in the hallway, spaghetti on the stove
There was music coming from the small back room
In the quiet time before we set the table and sat down
We heard the melodies Dad played on his bassoon
It was such a melancholy sound that he would make
Up the scale he’d go to the highest notes
Then he’d take a big deep breath and make the sound that made us laugh
For those low notes tickled us in our funny bones
Daddy won’t you play me one more song
You know it seems I’ve been gone so long
Daddy won’t you play me one more tune
Mellow sweet and pure...like the light of the moon
I was there the other day in the place where he lives now
He was playing as I rested on the couch
As I drifted off to sleep and felt the years slip back as well
I walked the floors and touched the walls of my childhood house