One More Poem

Here is another poem.  Check it…

An Ode to an Old Friend

Oh, friend, you have yet to fail me.
         Your concern for my well being has never faltered
Your voice has yet to prove me wrong
         Your gentleness has lifted my spirits through the worst,
And also during the best
         There is no criticism from you
You love without question or care
         Your body speaks to me in a way no one else could
Your head
         Oh, your head
Stays sharp and in tune with my needs
         Your tender, slim neck aches for my cold, white, clammy hands
To grasp you,
          To feel you,
To play you
          I admit, I have dwindled to others before you
But you, my friend, will always be the best.
          You and I
Together forever
          People will say,
“Look at him,
          always with that damn friend.
When will they learn that forever
          is not possible?”
Then I will reply
         ”My guitar and I
do not listen to your
          doubts.”

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