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
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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
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