Blues and Rock

I love odd couples.

We met at a bus stop

I was in town

She was leaving it

 

She had a guitar slung

On her back

I had my saxophone case

In hand

I was blues

She was rock

 

We were both musicians

We were both wanderers

We were black and white

Together

 

Some kids skated past

And knocked her down

I helped her up

 

Put her wooden leg back on

With my wooden hand

She smiled

We’re an amputee band

Author's Note

Hmm not much to say. Hope the last line isnt too cheesy

Reviews

[Wondering Mind]

this is the type of poem that makes me smile..Thanks for the smile...

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this is so innocent - absolutely enchanted by the simpicity..well done

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. beautifully poignant and moving ... you wrote something absolutely amazingly heartwarming and inspiring ... lovely work ... :) ...

[NovaKai]

wow! i love it!
i love all your poems XD