Glorious sounds slice through my anger and stress.
In the vibrato of the strings I can hear
The musical progressions tug at my heart. It
Always calms me down.
Recollect and reminisce those
Oh, write down all your memories.
Value them and play for all to hear.
Expression can be spoken through the wood,
And it is unique to you.
Never stop trying and
Do not forget to stop and enjoy life.
Sometimes I close my eyes and
Tune out everything else and breathe in the fresh, crisp air.
Rejuvenate and Relax.
In my hard work I create callused fingers.
Now, calluses are created in life too, but
Guitar is what I love, and in the vibrato of the
Strings I can hear the musical progressions tug at my heart.