Dear Fellows

Happy are arbitrary snatches
of congenial conversation
clapped between nearby
hands and scattered as 
quickly as captured. 
Prickliness subsides
as the behest of ears
for it's needles that are 
best feared by drums; they
rather soft sticks and well-
carroted horses. Hoofs percuss,
and communicated motion walks
more calmly, with greater satisfaction,
when it plays music with fellow instruments.