How'd you know the echo of colors Of those Suzuki strings Would sing across decades, With the lullabies which you Put me at the center of, sparking the Dreams of a bigger life, of imagination as power? You thought to bring me to a test at three and a half, but you believed That one day I'd trust myself to remember that that boy still is me. You drove me to so many places So I could learn what I needed To find my own.