Tuesday, December 7, 2010

New Strings and Home type things.

'New Strings'


you need strings,
and I need a tune
i hope these things
will find us soon


the heart wood is solid
its body is good
but the compass is broken
it don't work like it should


if you hold the note
I'll carry the beat
life's music is playing as
we both find our feet





© Benjamin John Merryweather 4th December 2010


Poem, from my brother to me.
oh so, lover-ly.
and home;



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