These Guitar Tones
These guitar tones,
Singing into the air
With tunes of moonless nights;
I have heard them before,
When a candle light dies
When wind blows out the lights:
These guitar tones,
That make me morn
The days that all are done;
With only memories, to carry on
poem by Peter S. Quinn
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
No comments until now.