If I hadn’t destroyed my voice
By cheering at summer camp
Until I developed nodules,
And if I had confidence and
I could actually make my voice
Match the tune in my head,
I would like to be an opera singer,
If only so I could sing
“O mio babbino caro” in the shower.
But I have nodules, no confidence,
And no ear. So what an unexpected joy
To find, after fifteen years,
That my flute can sing for me,
With better dynamics, vibrato,
Control … and a three octave range.
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