These Guitar Tones Poem by Peter S. Quinn

These Guitar Tones



These guitar tones,
Singing into the air
With tunes of moonless nights;

I have heard them before,
When a candle light dies
When wind blows out the lights:

These guitar tones,
That make me morn
The days that all are done;

With only memories, to carry on

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