Word 1: Musicians of Kinds

Word 1:  Musicians of Kinds

Sweet young musician sitting down to play

Please STOP

You're hurting my ears

I have to look the other way

So sympathetic

So hearing

So feeling

the embarressment for you

My heart hurts in sheer delight

Don't get my words wrong

I have not mentioned yet

The courage and bravery you have

Stand your ground

Always hold your head high

Don't let anyone tell you that you are wrong

A new shiny guitar

Nice padded case

Leather jacket

Good pressed clean clothes

So young

So hopefull

Walk away my legs carry me

Keep walking

An old man walks round the corner

Round beside me

I notice

I notice

Old clothes

Old case

Gently used guitar

Rugged looks

Bent walk

The stains of Time

Knowledge

Wisdom and song

Written all over his pressence

Written all over this glimpse of time

I handed him my five dollars

He looked at me confused and puzzled

He said "You haven't heard me play or sing"

I replied

"I see you

I hear your life song

it is beautiful"

Smiling I walk Away

Having heard

The most Beautiful song of the day.

BNS