My Guitar
Sweet melody, is the music of my soul, the songs I am stringing, as my guitar gently steeps, the sounds of soothing jazz I pluck, to treat! Softly I strum the music of the good old days, the Etta Jamesy sways and the majestic lady SANG the blues, like the ole time days! My strokes, they float to you, the songs of love and feelings true! The echoes in the melody of my guitar, reminds you to SING your song and makes your day, remembering the blues!
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