Guitar
Did I ask to play the guitar
Was it my suggestion or
Was it something my dad
Wanted to pass on to
His first born son
I was eight years old
And my memories are a blur
Of Top of the Pops
Beatles LPs and fake
Les Paul copies hidden in wardrobes
I wanted a Strat
But had to make do
With a secondhand acoustic
I’d later paint blue
And a picture of one
In a catalogue from Rushworth’s and Draper
I can still recall the feel
Of the paper under my
Crusted up fingers
The payment required in
Order to play an F chord
Thoughts
I’m so grateful that I learned to play a number of instruments. Music has brought such joy into my life. I love to write and play and I love inspiring the next generation and now the generation after that. It’s never too late to start.
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