Moonlit Sky
As I sat under moonlit sky,
playing GUITAR Grandpa gave me
taught me to play, I was knee-high
I feel him close strumming these strings.
Remembering his voice clearly
as I sat under moonlight sky.
His love filled me, I sang with glee,
he adored LILACS and peach pie.
ETCHING 'song' to my heart, I SIGH,
tears flow as I think of that time.
As I sat under moonlight sky,
CAJOLE memories in my prime.
I get MISTY-eyed about him,
He was WEARY, the end was nigh.
SLUMBER came quickly to rare gem,
as I sat under moonlit sky.
08/15/2024
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