Guitar Player
Pluck at freshly strung guitar strings
Glide steady fingers across vibrating cords
Play a funky tune for the disillusioned and bored
Make the sad leap and shout for joy
Your tunes create happiness
That bad energy can’t destroy
You gather the lost with your sound
Jaws cease to chew
And cackling hens gather round
All to hear you
It’s because of the way
You make their spirits groove
As they let go of the baggage
They once held onto
That’s the power of music
Love always, Esha ❤
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