Strumming the Guitar

When reflecting upon
Nostalgic times,
The guitar brings
Memories to mind.
Open-air concerts
Beneath starry skies
Brought lots of fun
To so many lives.
Embracing the moments
Of the day,
The guitarists faithfully
Strummed away.
Folks savored the tune
Of the joyful sounds—
Enjoying one another
E’er the world went round.

Music is spirited
And carefree.
And strumming the guitar
Does it for me.
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**Footnote: For the guitarist.

poem by Walterrean SalleyReport problemRelated quotes
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