Dorothea Barth Musician and WriterElegant Violin Music for your Wedding or Special EventCeltic Sheet Music Arrangements
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by Dorothea Barth ©2010

When first I met Mendelssohn
The music made me swoon
In summer of my 15th year
My heart jumped o'r the moon

I played it for my teacher
One who was most renowned
And after a few measures passed
She stopped me, smiled, and frowned

It's lovely, dear, but truth must tell
It's not how it should be
And furthermore, it's far too late
You are no longer three!

With heavy heart and spirit sunk
I brought the tan book home
Forgotten dream, now tucked away
No longer mine to own

And through the years that followed
My studies did go on
I met the Bruch, Viotti too
But not the Mendelssohn

Until some decades later
(I was past 43)
I thirsted for the music
Found one to mentor me

I have no more illusions
I hastened to make clear
Lest verdict recapitulate
I did not want to hear

And then the music flourished
The repertory grew
And a long-lost friend appeared
The Mendelssohn anew

"Begin with the Andante
Take it nice and slow
Savor the shifts, caress the trills
And let the music flow"

Surrendered to the song's delight
Long past our first romance
It sounded sweet, we made it right
Our unexpected chance

Photo of author with her violin at about age 15, Pasadena, CA. Behind her is her grandmother, who was visiting from Amsterdam.