"Beautiful," he said when it was done,
My father, who'd never heard a Brandenburg.
Eighty years old, bent, and scuffed all over,
Just in time he said, "That's beautiful."
Bach and My Father
~Paul Zimmer,
As seen in: http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php?date=2011/06/28
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