A Humblebum

Form: Ballad Stanzas

An old guitar that strummed your songs
my voice that sang your words
today are silent replaced by tears
as I think of night birds.

The lyrics soothed my aching heart
when life was dealing pain.
you gave me strength to live my dreams
and dance in pouring rain.

A humblebum, a man of song
with such a gentle growl.
Again I play the chords and sing
forever a Night Owl

In memory of Gerry Rafferty 1947 – 2011

©JG Farmer 2011

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