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Guitar
By Grant Barras
Genre: Poetry Level: Elementary 4-6
Year: 2003 Category: Margaret Mielke Memorial Poetry Award

He played so well,
sitting next to me,
he played so well
strumming stings
that plucked my soul
he played so well
he made me think,
how can a man that good
be sitting next to me? I sat there
quietly flowing with his harmonies.

He glanced at me, tears blinding
as he kept playing, strumming,
his high pitch catching me-Ging!
I stayed
stunned
listening.

I wondered
why I couldn't hear before
the guitar wasn't my instrument
that man strumming melodies
reciting history
telling stories
he turned to me, whispered,
your turn, my son.
 
About the Author: Grant Barras attends Baxter Elementary School in Anchorage, AK.
 

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