Monday, September 17, 2012

MY GUITAR (Monday Poem)

by Shel Silverstein

Oh, wouldn't it be a most wondrous thing
To have a guitar that could play and could sing
By itself -- what an absolute joy it would be
To have a guitar . . .  that didn't need me.

from A Light in the Attic poems and drawings by Shel Silverstein, 1981, Harper & Row

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