I am like the violin,
full of melancholy and sorrow.
But
I am like the flute,
the piccolo,
and the hobbit:
suddenly light-hearted
and full of mirth.
Spontaneous laughter breaks forth
and my heart dances,
fairy light.
I am also like the Elves:
eternal wise and of Autumnal hues.
Green, brown, and gold.
For, though eternal,
my time in this land
is not forever.
Yes,
my heart is most
like the Elves.