Hi Jerry - and welcome to MM. It's good to see you here and read your work.
This is a nice look at the relationship between father & son. A few thoughts below:
Music Lessons
My father died at about my age
and I suppose I'll follow him before long.
A violinist with a major symphony
This stanza has left me wondering how old 'father' was when he died - did he die young or live a long life. Perhaps you could give us more in this stanza.orchestra, he practiced for hours before
performances. When I was eight
he tutored me on the violin until
we could play Vivaldi for Two Violins
together. If my beat was off a bit, he would
slow down or speed up.
I keep wanting to hear ' If my beat was a bit off' here - could just be me.I still hear his voice, coaching me
in his native Austrian: fis! bis!
the German terms for flats and sharps.
Mother would settle in her favorite
chair and listen to us play Arcangelo Corelli.
In her presence I played flawlessly.
Nice reflective final 2 stanzas.
I hope something I've said might help in some way - if not, just ignore.
Again, welcome!
Snow