Stranded Strings

On an island far away

So, some music I will play

Six strings and my hands

Melody in the sands


Mood displayed in every note

Mental songs that I have wrote

Come alive with every strum

Blended together as I hum


S – O – S

Will I be found?

By someone else

Another sound


The sun falls

Night brings the moon

I have been found

By a tune


The tune asked

“Sir, can you use a hand?”

“Of course” I replied

And we were a band


No longer alone

I was happy


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