Springtime in Memphis Tennessee,
traveling with friend
last named pronounced Lee.
Stopping at a coffee bar,
taking photos with local star.
Then going to river named Mississippi,
Then off to Elvis's daughters plane,
"Lisa Marie" across from Graceland.
Brick wall with graffiti by fans for the King,
just plain writing with no sparkling bling.
Elvis's mansion surrounded by gate,
store nearby with Elvis plate.
And of course an Elvis toy,
given as gift for girl or boy.
take photo with King,
Then up north from there is downtown,
we stopped and listened to Jazz all around.
singers laughing totally amused.
while driving to Florida to get on a cruise.
Memphis was fun don't get me wrong,
this is the place where Elvis still sings his songs.
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 4,2011
updated on August 25,2019
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem