Six New Strings Sing

I grabbed my guitar this evening,
to pluck and strum some sounds.
I started with a check for tuning,
and picked each string from top to down. 

It’s been a while since I last strummed
what I pretend to be music
the strings had stretched and slacked 
to the point at which I couldn’t use it. 

I cranked each string around, bit by bit, 
making small adjustments back and forth 
at first it’s flat, then too sharp,
then flat again, of course. 

I tuned each string, starting with the sixth,
the thickest of the bunch, 
but when I turned to tune the last, 
instead it snapped and crunched. 

I’m a lazy amateur
i don’t like to put on new strings 
but even I must say, there’s something special 
in the way six new strings sing. 

A brighter, more lively voice,
comes out of my guitar
once I put the new strings on
its a feeling so bizarre. 

I wonder why I had waited 
to put on six new strings. 
I knew that I had traded mediocre sound 
to delay the unpleasant thing. 

I’m a lazy amateur
i don’t like to put on new strings 
but even I must say, there’s something special 
in the way six new strings sing.