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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=554659" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Guitar In A Stand</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My guitar sits in a stand<br>rosewood neck<br>and maple bridge<br>chrome pegs<br>and stainless steel frets<br>six steel & brass strings<br>silent now<br>and no songs </div><div style="margin:10px 0">for my fingers she longs<br>without regrets<br>upon her strings<br>a part of my heart<br>but she gives feelings in me wings</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But there she sits silently<br>just an inanimate thing<br>that comes to life somehow<br>when I feel alone<br>and overfilled with the sadness<br>that life seems to bring<br>she makes me somehow <br>want to play and sing<br>through tears and everything<br>and in the end she says it's OK<br>somehow she understands</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and now I look at her there <br>in her stand<br>and get up and walk across the room<br>to hold her in my hand<br>and play a little Bell Bottm Blues<br>and Little Wing<br>she allows this weary heart to sing<br>as if it meant something</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I think when I'm dead and gone<br>this guitar will carry on<br>the memory of my feelings <br>and the memory of my hands<br>to another player<br>who has a similar feeling<br>and who understands<br>and listens to each note that rings<br>and makes them think of love and things</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or maybe it will have meaning to someone<br>or sit in a case or upon a wall<br>I wonder about it all<br>but me I hear something <br>between each note<br>as I bend the string and listen<br>a blue note<br>reminds me of you<br>and how your smokey eyes appear to glisten<br>and of your soft kind way</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and from far away<br>my heart hesitates<br>and skips a beat <br>and dreams<br>and listens<br>and makes it's way to you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">© James T. Adair</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+T.+Adair">James T. Adair</a><div class=q>
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rosewood neck
and maple bridge
chrome pegs
and stainless steel frets
six steel & brass strings
silent now
and no songs 

for my fingers she longs
without regrets
upon her strings
a part of my heart
but she gives feelings ..."></div>
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