Memories of a Musician

You played for me
My tiny pigtails bounced to the harmonica
You gave me my love for music

Leathery hands move gracefully
Playing it all by ear
And I danced

Can you hear me?

The fire of the 21 guns
Breaks the rhythm
Scares the notes away like birds

Don’t listen to the Congregation
Don’t listen to the Bishop
The off key notes

I won’t dance

Your song will get you to heaven
And greater
Where the greens are greener than ever

My life won’t B(b)

You played for me
And I danced


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