Bb King

Poet:  Ken Jordan
Poem:  B.B. King
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan
written:  May 15, 2015


 
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  `    ____   ' Gone now, 
                   
                   spread 
                   your wings
                  
                   and soar -
                   
                    All of Heaven 
                    has 
                    a ticket,

                    to 
                    see your 
                    show.
             
                    This Gig 

                    is 
                    sold out,

                    to 
                    standing room 
                    only,

                     on the steps
                     at
                     Heaven's Door,
                      
                     To hear 
                     you 

                     play your
                     guitar Lucille,
                    
                     On the 
                    "Street's Made Of Gold."
               

                  
 Riley B. King -
"King Of The Blues"
 September 16, 1925
 May 14, 2015

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