With My Guitar Poem by Catherine Agunat

With My Guitar



With my guitar
I can sing the song
of the spring breeze,
I can utter those words 
waltzing in my memory,
I can set my spirit free
to the flow of my own symphony.

With my guitar
I can blurt out adoration....
to the one who capture my heart,
to the one I love with every fiber
of my being.

Dreamer, I maybe
But as long as my guitar
is with me....
I can feel, I can always say
That... 
lyrics of the song whom
my sweetheart yearn to play
is no other than ME.

Thursday, March 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Catherine Agunat 17 March 2016

Thanks Edward. God bless you ☺

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Catherine Agunat 17 March 2016

Thanks Edward. God bless you ☺

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Edward Kofi Louis 17 March 2016

Adoration! ! ! With the lyrics of love. Nice piece of work.

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