The Rocker
I strapped on a Bass guitar
I'm turning up the speakers
Headphones covering the ears
Sunglasses are over my eyes
Striking the strings with a pick
The words flow out of me
I imagine myself playing in a
Rock band in a outdoor park
The crowds are going crazy
We are having a fun time
Music bringing us comfort
Lights can be seen held up
during the ballads of the classics
It doesn't get any better than this
Copyright By Nicolas "Nick" Crowley 4/2/21
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