I soon started thinking about it..
what happened to the woman I thought..
suddenly the old man picked his guitar and started playing again this time it had no lyrics..
he played continuously gently as Melodiosly as he could but each string he pulled struck deep to anyone who listened..
even the wind was quite maybe to listen I thought..
my vision soon became blurry as memories came flooding in..
looking at the old man once again I could never imagine the pain and aches he bore
tis a sad love song I thought that tore right deep in the heart of anyone
who listened.
©francisca
F