On the road
with my
six string guitar.
Knew a few tunes
but I never got far.
Started a band
with a few friends.
Soon realised
we wouldn’t
make it in the end.
Packed away
my six string guitar
and with it
the dreams of
ever being a star.
Started a job
that I really hated.
Thinking, that’s
the end
of being creative.
Every day
the same routine.
To tired to do
anything in between.
After thirty years
I bid au revoir.
Went back home
and unpacked
the six string guitar.

I got the Bryan Adams vibes 🙂
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Lol, born in winter of 68 not summer of 69!
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😁
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