Clapton at the ‘Crossroads, '
virtuoso running free
Winwood pounding ‘I'm A Man, '
his genius at the keys
Tonight inside the ‘Garden, '
time stopped as God decreed
Twin fathers back together,
—the ‘Blues' their history
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March,2017)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Even in the busiest Crossroads I'd stop theTraffic to ask for more Cream in my coffee! Great poem... Though, of course, it helps when you feature 2 of my all-time heroes in one single poem...