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Cherry Red Guitar
Have you ever felt like the stars are aligning for you?
Like the universe finally decided to cut you a break and say,
Here you go, go have some fun.
My stars aligned one fateful night
One fateful night when my marvelously musically inclined friend introduced me to his cherry red guitar
His fingers danced across the fretboard like a ballerina on broadway
Effortlessly weaving hand motions at the speed of light
Serenading my soul with the softest melodies that a soul could wish for
I have to learn. No matter what I have to learn. Let me have a try.
Eugh. That sounded terrible. Maybe it’s not for me.
No. I have to learn. No matter what I have to learn. Let me have another try.
Hey. That wasn’t as bad. Just stick with it, you’ll pick it up in no time.
I’ve got my own guitar now. I can’t wait to play.
My own amp, my own chords. Things are going my way.
Time has passed. My soul still isn’t serenaded. Can I even play?
Talk to me guitar, what can I do?
It all sounds the same. Tell me. What can I do?
Listen to your heart, the guitar says. Dig deep into your soul, give your mind a rest
Take a deep breath, let the music play you. It ain’t nothin’ to it, just a simple tune.
I lean on back and take that deep breath. Dive down into my soul, and put my fingers on the frets.
A simple melody fills my ears, lights up my soul. Emotion touches the guitar. It sounds good! delightful!
More time passes, the emotion evolves
from love tapping the strings to taking control from deep in my soul
The further I dive into my soul, the more my emotions take control
The melodies are marvelous, the dive bombs are steep
My soul serenades a little more with each passing week
Every time I sit down to play, my soul pours out some more
Every riff I play more elaborate than before
I really owe everything to that cherry red guitar
Without it, I’d still be trying to align my stars.
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