Will Still Will

Send me a poem Once more for old times Tell to me something You write such good rhymes I'll take it and keep it My heart has a place For all of your poems It's only your space There's plenty of storage To save what you write The capacity's massive Not bits, terabytes! Which means that I cherish What you do for me The little recordings So that I can see The progress you're making In forming your barre You're getting so good At playing guitar Please think about it I hope you will still Send me these bookmarks I hope you still will