Sweet William
The sound of blues
…drifting down from above
A blues guitar…twanging low.
Appearing now...
in the Master’s Lounge
Play it...Willie.
and make it sweet..
This ain’t Berlin
You...are in the Big Town now
Play it...Willie
Angels stopping in to listen
all of the saints too..
and down here
a friend hears you...
and remembers your smile
Play it, Willie...
~ ©Faye Sizemore ~
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