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The Gift of The Guitar
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The Gift of The Guitar |
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Sunshine
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The Gift of the Guitar With willing hands he would help young and old and all never a color barrier with him that’s why he stood so tall never a racial injustice never a bone to pick the only thing he ever knew was that friendship should always be thick never a thin day did he have when it came to helping others many a woman was his friend and he gathered ‘round many brothers a young couple of Hispanic descent waylaid by the road one day soft and gentle were his words, “May I help you on your way?” and help he did, and with a smile to see they would continue their miles and when it came time to say goodbye the young man looked my Dad in the eye “Senor, I have no dinero with which to you repay…” and my Dad, he grinned in that great lopsided way “Son, just be careful in all you do and take care of the family that belongs to you.” and the young man with soft brown skin came fearfully close his insides crying “Senor, you have helped me, it is so, now we will travel far… please, take as a gift from me this, my family's guitar.” Into my father’s hands was placed a wondrous thing of beauty and when he looked in the young man’s face he could see this gift was a duty. Honor it is, in men of strength and travel they will to any length so that there is no beholding left behind and they may leave with unencumbered mind. When my father returned home that night he held up the guitar under a favored light beauty came from the steel guitar soft gleamed the beauty from out and within he strummed the strings a wee bit soft and then he began to sing… O this guitar, so fine a piece of workmanship and crafted wood a steel plate within it gleamed at the resonating sound, all quietly stood some years later, it came known to us the value of this treasured guitar had the young man known of it and sold it, he could have traveled far but perhaps the Dobro itself was meant to be in the hands of my Dad for when he gave it to his son there was never a happier lad. [My brother continues to treasure this old, beautiful guitar, as it was his entrance into the world of music.] < !signature--> Karilea When you want to be loved, look within...KRJ [This message has been edited by Sunshine (edited 09-01-2000).] |
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LM Senior Member
since 2000-08-03
Posts 585 |
Wow...what a beautiful story you've told here... Great one! Guitar is really such a magnificent instrument, I'd love to learn how to play it... |
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JulieAnn Senior Member
since 2000-06-12
Posts 754Earth 3rd Rock from the sun!! |
Great writing....and i do believe things fall into peoples hands for a reason...just recently my son was given a musical instrument and he cherishes it.....now he wants to be a musician...!!..?? HHHMM well anyway...loved it!!!  |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Oh Sunshine--this poem is wonderful!! It is one of the most touching and tender stories I have read in poetry and you have done it so perfectly. Thank you for sharing this! |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Sunshine, sometimes we forget the gifts that we have. . . and other times, we forget the gifts that we've given. . .this poem reminds us that ALL of us have a gift to give and that all of us have a gift to accept. . . Well done my friend. . . a moving story. . . a wonderful poem. . . ---------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Sunshine
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LM, the time is now... JulieAnn...yes, everything has a reason...count on it!... Martie, thank you... Sven, there are even yet other messages within... |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
You have penned a lovely story shown of love and appreciation. I enjoyed this story very much. |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
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Mark, true stories are the best stories...thank you... |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Excellent telling, Sunshine. Those men did exist who valued their responsibilities and settled them simply because it was the right thing to do...I wish there were more of them. I like this story very much.... |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
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I do believe, 'Deer, a few of them live around here...in Passions...I know a few of them... |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
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This was such a beautiful poem and story you told. Thank you sunshine  |
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Sunshine
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Thank YOU, Victoria, for coming in to read. Welcome to Passions! Sit back, relax, enjoy, and share... |
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English Rose Member
since 2000-08-20
Posts 211Berkshire, England |
A true story.....and a pleasant read |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
This is a beautiful story. The guitar will be a family heirloom and now there is a lovely poem to go with it telling of it's history. This is guitar week on passions and i am lovin' it This is superb, Sunshine Liz |
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Jeffrey Carter
since 2000-04-08
Posts 2367State of constant confusion! |
Woohoo......lovely story Sunshine I enjoyed it very much |
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tori Senior Member
since 1999-06-18
Posts 520Mechanicsville, Maryland, USA |
Really like this story Sunshine wonderful job you did here... Bravo If with pen in hand I've made you think I've not wasted one drop of ink Vlh. visit my site~ http://www.hsanet.net/user/dkm/hellomy.htm |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
What a lovely tale you write of. Your words are always a breath of *SUNSHINE* Take care, Melissa Honeybee The beauty of poetry gives me wings to fly |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
(wiping a tear) ok Karilea - I owe you one |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
What a beautiful story, so elegantly portrayed. Catalinamoon |
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Sunshine
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Thank you, everyone. A true story, yes. My father...a man everyone would love to call 'Dad'. Believe me...and more may someday soon come... |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
The simplicity of the story well told, interspersed with the profoundity of life's tales... The subject being the gift of the guitar and the object of it all is much more than the story itself... Some of the most enjoyable times come from reading your poetry, my friend... How much I owe you is beyond me... and the selfish reader in me only wants more... somethings are never satisfied... keep writing for that makes my days easier to live by... Many regards, sudhir [This message has been edited by Sudhir Iyer (edited 09-02-2000).] |
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Sunshine
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Sudhir, your compliment overwhelms me...and is the impetus one needs to know that perhaps all talents, whether large or small, should be nourished. Thank you. |
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