| POEMS by Johanna |
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MAN N' HIS GUITAR
Since I was a
little boy
Pickin' a guitar
was fun,
I looked around
and saw -
I was the only
one.
I bought new
strings
To help make my
tunes,
Kept it up day and
night -
Played for many
O' moons.
My love is added
to it, and
As I strum a
Gospel Song,
You have an
invitation to
Join me as we sing
along.
My fingers love
to groove
I may upset the
radar,
For
God's music makes a -
MAN N' HIS GUITAR
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By: Johanna
© 10-15-2005
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