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OMG Is this Song About Me?


Oh my, this song is about me

my heart exposed completely

like on a MRI

the image clear

showing the tears

lodged inside.

 

Oh my, this song is about me

the lyrics tell our story

like the precious moments

because you are all I need to get by.

 

Oh my, this song is about me.

reminding me of that very first love

that seemed endless from the beginning

when you held me like

you would never let me go

and all I needed to know

was my lonely days are over.

 

Oh my, this song is about me.

bringing it home to me

because it’s so true

I’ve got sunshine on a cloudy day

I’ll love you for a thousand years

you always manage to take away my fears.

 

Oh my, this song is about me.

Before the day I met you, life was so unkind

But you’re the key to my peace of mind.

where it began I could not begin to knowing

But then I know it’s growing strong

I know the best is yet to come.

 

Attributions:

Neil Diamond

Aretha Franklin

The Temptations

Christina Perri

Diana Ross

Lionel Richie

John Denver

Rox

 

 

The Heartbroken Guitar Player


lonely guitar

A few years ago I watched as a young man played a love song inside a subway station in NYC.He seemed so sad as he strummed his guitar.

People dropped coins in his guitar case as they walked by him. The words that stuck in my mind were “Darling, please come back to me.” Today I found the poem I had written about the heartbroken guitar player after I went home that day. I’d forgotten I had put it away to write my love song. I was so touched by his song and his obvious heartbreak.

 

The Guitar Player

 

He held his guitar like a little baby;

Tears ran down his chubby cheeks.

He played his song with all his heart,

telling someone he could not stand to be apart.

 

His fingers caressed the strings

as he had once softly outlined her face.

The audience went crazy;

No one felt out-of-place.

 

After all is there anyone exempt from heartbreak?

Loving just ain’t an easy thing.

No matter what the season but especially in spring.

 

His refrain wanted to mend his mind;

He claimed that girl was only one of a kind.

The sweat and tears kept streaming

from the guitar player’s face

He strummed his guitar with such passion.

I guess he was hoping she would hear his plea

“Darling, please come back to me.”

“Darling, please come back to me.”

 

The audience was standing in ovation;

as the guitar player bowed humbly

but his heart was just an imitation:

that girl had ripped it out the real one miserably.

 

the audience called for an encore

and his voice and his guitar

exclaimed in ecstasy

“Darling please come back to me.”

Darling please come back to me;

Can’t you see what your love has done to me.”

Melba Christie