Quotes and Poems

Strum

I got a plastic toy for Christmas

With four rubber strings

Sometimes I'll strum a tune

And pretend I can play

But it's nothing but noise

My family yells for me to stop

I slide it back under my bed

To play another day

Perhaps when they aren't around

I'll whip it out once more

And be a rockstar

Or a country hit

Maybe even a jazz hero

But for now it sits

Scolded when played

Like my many dreams of better days

Which I also hide away

Tucked beneath my bed

Safe and sound

Where only I know they exist

Until I strum again

-Me