Charles Aznavour and I

Charles Aznavour and I

Once in Southgate, I bumped into him
I apologised, so did he, and we continued on our way.
Further down the street, I said to myself 
you touched a famous man, thought of running after
him telling I knew who he was, but since he knew
this already, he would think I was deluded.
I later saw a picture of him on the door of a restaurant
Where he had a “gig”; one is modern.
The ticket price was high, and I didn`t care too much
of his singing, his public was for the cognoscenti
who had once been in Paris.
Me, I like Edith Piaf we lived in similar streets.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Leffanta Avatar
November 3, 2018 at 5:18 PM
Applause! Long gone, but I still listen to Edith Piaf almost every day (my late wife liked Charles Aznavour's "She"). Lucky we live in an age where they may be gone but their songs live on! Aloha! Rico
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