He walked in ruffled with his old guitar
And listened to the blues and gazed around,
Then someone spotted him, “Oh there you are,
What can you play today? Let’s get some sound, ”
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So nice, Linda. I love the lines 'drew us in / and thrust us out/ into our dreams. Oh, I will think of that each time I'm drawn into music. Nice poem. Raynette
That's quite a tribute to the potential of music!