The Music ShopA Poem by Kathryn SmithI'd like to tell you the truth I hardly know you And I don't want to let you go
Deep in Dublin city I sat alone in a music shop I played piano and never stopped There was a tap on my shoulder A pair of eyes were sparkling like raindrops His hair was all a wire He had a crooked smile Harry said he Pleased to meet you said me We shook hands and spoke of piano keys Like strong wind blowing though trees I wanted to fall to my knees My Birthday is in July said I Same with mine he said to me We stood and smiled in silence Shy and in wonder Nervous and undercover The sparks were like no other Soon I had to go Standing behind us My sister needed me and I regretted not having much left to show Harry I want you to know On that day you made me merry One day this January I discovered you and your brother You were born on my birthday and I was born on yours July 21st 1992 was the day Was that time for lovers? For fate? Our meeting surely wasn't a mistake You sing and play your guitar I admire you from afar Harry if we ever meet again I hope we can be friends Your life will never be the same For you are sky rocketing to fame I'll never forget that day The time I sat in Dublin In Dublin at a music shop Caught, acknowledged, and taken higher by you You shouted your love from the rooftop And I promised I'd forget you not © 2016 Kathryn SmithAuthor's NoteReviews
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