That Magical Guitar
One Night in a deep sleep
I heard it singing to me
I woke and stood in amazement
Rubbed my eyes in disbelief
It turned to face me
my heart began to race
but I was not afraid
I could feel it
a magical breeze of gentle music
somehow, someway I knew it was part of me
the rhythm, A sweet melody
it freed the little boy inside
Six strings playing that perfect hymn
that magical melody
it can never die
that magical guitar
playing with the glow of harmony
playing love and laughter for ever girl and boy
that magical guitar
its a special medicine for the world
that magical melody
just listen closely
you can hear the rhyming chimes
that magical guitar
hold it in your hands
that magical melody
close your eyes let it sing to you
that magical guitar
with every strum
another child smiles
that magical guitar
with every note another childs walks
that magical guitar
with every chord played
another child sings, dances, laughs and loves eternally
That magical guitar
and that magical melody
Copyright © Ron Flatow | Year Posted 2006
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