Melancholy moody blues💙

And her melodies meander and musically lingers

As echoes reverberate thru apple lined avenues 

Whilst her heartfelt soulfulness, sings melodious blues

And cotton handkerchiefs are held, dabbing damp eyes 

From the tearstained faces from those weepy passerbys

How on earth can a harpist have such control?

Flooding the wholesome hearts from every living soul

As she pings those strings with yon symphonies of old