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This is a poem I wrote some time ago. I thought now would be a good time to share it with you.
It may come across as a song, rhyming wise, but it is a poem.
My Guitar My Friend
Reaching for my old companion
Alone in the corner on its stand
Sunlight mirrored off the scratch plate
It’s a great accompaniment for any band
Fingers fret the strings with ease
Bringing life to the melody in my head
Music drifting through the air
On its journey with nothing unsaid
Folk, Rock, Rhythm and Blues
Matters not which genre I play
Picking softly or strumming aloud
The response is immediate, no delay
Crafted from the finest timber
Could it be a ‘thoroughbred’?
I’m proud to call this wooden marvel
My guitar, My friend
'Life is very short, and there's no time for fussing and fighting my friend' - Lennon & McCartney (We can work it out).
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He doesn't tell you lies and he doesn't let you down. That's a good friend to have. I hope you enjoy many more years together.
Don't put him where he's at risk of direct sunlight.
Could it be a ‘thoroughbred’?
THAT'S why I added the note of caution.
EDIT: one or two issues at home have caused my soh to slip. Sorry folks.
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Play guitar Drink beer!
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