Inspired by my little sister, Margo's, choice in books this past Friday, I wanted to write something that goes along with the story. Happy Monday! ~ F
I am made of wind and wood; a touch of silver does me good. There was once a Goodman who made me sing. My truest song he could always bring. High and low my notes would carry; whether long or short, I never did tarry. Black and silver is my gig. It's in the band where I'm really big.
What am I?
There is already a clue!