POEM: The Sad Musician

A sad musician grabs his guitar pick,

and plays a song that makes him remember,

the day his daughter got sick.

Her birthday, oh what a special day;

she is now resting where she lay.

Her beautiful wicker basket,

brings back memories of her in a casket.

She was always the best,

the only difference is now she takes a rest.

He still plays once a year,

on that special day,

and hopes that she hears.


By; Ireland Rathbun

Photo Credits: YouTube


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