A Guitar for Pomi

Dragging his new friend along Pomi walked into my workroom.

” Oh here it is! We were wondering what had happened to your guitar. Why did you bring it up here? Are you going to play again? ”

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I looked up from my book.” I don’t think so.”

” Why not? ” Pomi looked curious.

” Because I haven’t played in forever and …”

” There is a string missing.

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Until you replace it this guitar will make a pretty good slide.”

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” But it still is a guitar, so please be careful.

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I’ve got something for you Mr. Fiberfill.”

I handed Pomi the little guitar I had picked up at a toy store earlier. Pomi took the instrument but he did not look happy.

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” What is this?” he asked.

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” It’s a guitar.”

” It’s hideous! I hope you don’t expect me to play it.”

” I don’t expect anything.  But wouldn’t you like to be a star?”

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” Playing this ugly instrument won’t turn me into a star. If anything, it’ll turn me into ‘the small person with the ugly guitar’. Anyway, I don’t want to be a star, I’d rather be the moon.”

” The moon?”

” Yes, there are many stars but there is only one moon.” And grinning his adorable little grin, my crochet doll got up and dragged his guitar across the floor.

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“Do you need any help?” I offered.

” No thank you.” Pomi hauled the guitar into the waste paper basket.

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Clearly satisfied he rubbed his hands. “My career as a guitarist is over.”

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” I’ll think twice before I buy you a present again.” I said and returned to my book.

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