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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=577164" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Magic Music Box</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=577164" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That music box on Grandpa's wall<br> Was magic to my eyes<br> I loved to hold and try to play<br> that guitar, twice my size<br> <br> One day, I thought of nothing else<br> So, when the school bell rang<br> I was off to Grandpa's house<br> To strum those strings again<br> <br> I waded thru two babbling brooks<br> Loving every step I took<br> Then paused to smell the sweet incense<br> Of honeysuckles on the fence<br> <br> They'll miss me home at suppertime<br> But I think dad knows he can find<br> His little girl at Grandpa's house<br> with that guitar across her lap<br> <br> Then found a guitar, all her own<br> Would keep his little girl at home<br> And Happy too!, for I play well<br> Tho' years have passed, I love it still.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Nita+S.+Balma">Nita S. Balma</a></strong></div>