A Little Club (Tribute To Billy Joel)

I walked into the club on a Saturday Just had myself sometime to kill I took my chance offering some romance To a beautiful Angel I can see her still The place didn’t have much to offer I think it had seen its brightest days Then over there on the dusty piano A storyteller sat down with us to play His song told a story about each of us Spending our lives far short of our goals Longer he played the more that he paid Piano man played every drop of his soul I will never forget that Piano Player And how he took each one of us away From the regret we had yet to forget You’re the best I have ever seen play So Billy Joel I wrote your soul this poem Because the Piano man was truly great And the story you told was poetic gold Because we all became aware of our fate ------------------------------------------ Written for Michelle's contest, "The Piano Man by Billy Joel." God Bless you all. I go see the Orthopedic Specialist tomorrow. I reckon it's all good long as we have our faith. God Bless