Memories Of 'Walkin' In Memphis' - Poem by Tony Jolley
I remember the moment
You first learned to play this line
Back in those ‘kinder years’
When I was yours and you were mine.
I remember watching
Your quest for every note
Slowly building, bar by bar
Upon the stave there as you wrote.
And I distinctly remember feeling
When it all clicked into place:
The sudden freedom in your fingers,
Success’ smile upon your face.
I remember hearing you
Sound exactly like Marc Cohn
And wondering if one day he’d
Try learning one of your own.
Do you remember me sitting
And silently willing you on?
Is it a moment you treasure
Wherever you have gone?
For Grace, wherever life may find her……..
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