A Legend Lives Poem by Melvina Germain

She walked into his pain,
lonely arms outstretched in confusion.
Living with props, old instruments,
antiques from floor to ceiling high.
Nostalgic memories,
old voices of the dead,
whispering tunes.
A mind filled with sizzling lights
and smoke filled rooms.
He remembers,
after hours, clinking glasses,
in a blues saloon.
Swear words bashing
mouth to mouth,
good old boys laughing,
belly deep.
He lost his way,
perhaps a time or two.
Sadness clutched
his heart so tight.
He almost laid down,
giving up the fight.
But that old rock star,
O there's not many
like him you see.
He remembers,
and while remembering,
he relives and clings
to his story.
Tears fall like drizzling rain
as he recalls so many
nights living with excruciating pain.
Still this man finds reason to
smile over and over again.
The love of a good woman,
Awww he'll never forget.
She gave his heart
something, he'll not regret.
She loved him,
with all her heart and soul.
He has that with him,
while his body is growing old.
Well, she passed away,
as he held her in his arms.
Her spirit shines, I want you to know,
not a moment goes by
where her memory doesn't glow.
One day, he'll close earths curtain too,
a man who gave much music to me and you.
A legend, yes a legend that will never die.
Etching smiles upon faces,
as they remember when.
Awww such a legend, and to many,
a dear old friend.

Written by: Melvina Germain
March 16/2015