Music man, singing them beautiful songs
Sometimes all day, or all night long
Singing hundreds of songs with a guitar, from memory
Your mind like books, in a library
Music man, you are born with this talent
A gift, wish we had but wasn't ment
You hear the music, and can even say the chords
From your dieing breath, your ears absorb
Music man, all your life singing those songs
I hear them from time to time, yours they belong
Like singing that song "Island in the Sun"
Happy father's day Dad, from your son

"Zeke-Feb.23,1996"

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