Street musicians? Usually, I love 'em.
Today, 60-ish bearded man played flute
while children frolicked at the playground.
Not sitting on a bench--no.
Walking around, swings to jungle gym,
watching all the children watch him.
I didn't want to feel nervous,
(music is lovely at sunset, no?)
hated feeling nervous, but did anyway.
After three songs, I noticed something:
he seemed to belong to one toddler.
Immediately, I felt better. Even so:
I wanted to ask him, what gives?
Please, wear matching clothes or something.
To sum up: when choosing instruments,
please don't mimic the Pied Piper.