
Guitar Player, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
Remembering days not so long ago
You easily plucked the strings of my heart
A rational mind said better go slow
But I fell for you at the very start
In the beginning was a dream come true
We sang, we danced, an exciting romance
Day and night, my thoughts were of only you
But your actions soon broke that loving trance
At first was consumed with singing the blues
Was restless with many a sleepless night
Trying to understand your hurting ruse
But I’m alright with you out of my sight
Needed to thank you for making me strong
To you I dedicate my next love song