Your First Guitar

Your First Guitar

You started so long ago

The night your father gave you your first guitar

You spent the night playing the worst sound ever

I heard you from my room across the drive

But you tried and tried

You never gave up

No matter how bad you really were

Years later you took the stage down at Kelly’s

Playing every song you knew

The chords were perfect

The notes were more that even you expected

Everyone cheered so loud they shattered the windows

Now you are a star

Singing before 30,000 fans every night

Your name is known all around the world

But you still own that guitar your father gave you

And you look at it with such fond memories

However, you still cannot get a note right when you touch it

But, that guitar is just who you are

It is where you came from

It is a good thing that you can remember

I just hope you can remember that little boy

The one from across the drive

The one who suffered hearing that first guitar

Because he remembers you