Stirling - 13.07.01
By CG Morgan

Six forty five and the queue is fast growing.
Anticipation's high.
And the atmosphere's grand.

Zimmy and the boys are plucking and blowing.
Their sound check just teasing,
The gathering band.

Starting to move and the excitement is flowing.
Ages ranging,
From A to Zee.

Just a bit further then the stage lights are glowing.
Another half hour,
And then Bobby D.

Waiting and watching till some outlines are showing.
Is that the man,
From the far northern land?

Acoustic strings sounds then the harp is a'blowing.
Ecstatic crowd,
In the palm of his hand.

Fourteen song set with the people all knowing.
It may be the last.
They'll see the man play.

Encores galore - like a party he's throwing.
Is he saying goodbye,
In his own unique way?

Copyright - Stray Threads Poetry - 2001
CG Morgan  cgmorgan@onetel.net.uk

Reproduced with permission.

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