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
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