That Sweet Singing Guitar - For My Late Friend George Harrison

That sweet singing guitar, Magic from finger tips When only tender thirteen George, you serenaded me That boy in awe, This man still is Your wonderful quiet demeanor, Spoke volumes of you My heart softly weeps, For I'll miss you Rock star, then hero Such a gentle human Such a magnificent friend, Still, there is joy Together again with John, Sweet Lord embracing you Will pray for you, Please pray for me Left behind on Earth, Hoping someday to follow So many love you, Including my dearest lady Greeting you in Heaven, Embrace her for me Knowing when you arrive, Heaven, one angel brighter Playing your glorious music, John by your side One last thought George, Won't it be Super! Paul and Ringo joining, Command Performance, before God Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn All Rights Reserved "A poem to me is the essence of any thought, Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky. It can fly like no other bird to places never seen, Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place." © 2014 Robert William Gruhn